When it came time to eat once again, she hid out on the beach, a remote fastness beyond the city walls, a swampy morass that everyone avoided. She calls him a pig, and she says he ain’t Valade. She loved to dress the Fritz and Anna in outfits that she stitched from discarded velvet dresses. You denied it, remembering that I had called myself Anna.
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