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I’m a soldier, you see. “See that man?” Sebastian would tap her on the shoulder on a crowded alleyway and say, “See how he lingers too long when he touches that little child? The glow in his eyes? That is lustful intent, my dear. He was no Hoddy, but a tremendous man, with hairy arms and bearded face and drink-shattered intellect. "Troth, and so did you," returned the watchman; "but I couldn't belave it. “Or I know another one who wears cologne. But here’s what is different this time. The trio of girls approached the newly laid cement curb, where throngs of young girls in pink lip-gloss fanned and preened like peacocks as rich boys circled round, revving the engines of their father's red cars.
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