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. So, here he was, on the last lap of
middle age, in China, having missed all the thrills in life except one—the war
against Death. Do you remember what I said when you took me at the Mint four days ago?
I told you my turn would come. In a moment they were in the street outside. Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate,
and to transcribe it in unuttered words. "Then, of course, you must know. He saw her eyes pass
him and settle on a fleetingly pretty strawberry blond girl
and her effeminate father.
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