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queer phase of the dream was this, she was at no time a woman; she was
symbolical of something, and he followed to learn what this something was. But
somehow he could not bring any of these affairs to an orderly end. She had a horrible glimpse of the once
nice little old lady being also borne stationward, still faintly battling and very
muddy—one lock of grayish hair straggling over her neck, her face scared,
white, but triumphant. The smell assaulted them even before they entered the
restaurant, greasy and savory. "You will not
hesitate to break it, if it suits your purpose. She could not help devouring him a little with her eyes
across the Burger King booth, handsome shoulders
visibly solid underneath his ridiculous polo shirt, his eyes
all sweetness and light. I don't believe his name is Taber.
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