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She gathered her black purse, a pointless thing made of cardboard covered in sateen and bejeweled with an assortment of rhinestones. The wastrel, the ne'er-do-well, who went mostly nobly to a fine end. ‘Do you think I could endure to hear you prattling your abominable French in my ear day by day? Enough to drive me straight into my grave. Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote. Of course she had taken the boy as her lover, acting as his muse. Jackson, I could almost fancy we had met before. “I went to Anna’s rooms because I felt that I must see her.

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