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He only laughed his defiance. Would it be Thérèse?’ She shook her head. The Wastrel wiped the blood from his forehead. The popcorn dwindled to a half a bucket, his heart settled into its normal routine. “Thank you—for coming,” he said. They were silent and no longer observant, being more or less exhausted by the tedious action of the chairs.
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