” “Why?” she asked. “I saw you in a sort of sloping, slippery place, holding on by your hands and slipping. He dodged the boot this time, and smashed his left upon the Wastrel's lips, leaving them bloody pulp. That was one of the compensations for having consigned himself to this part of the world. ” “Please get off at the next exit. I had that coming.
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