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"If only…. "
"The pianist?"
"Yes. “No! My father. And then scratched it out and wrote instead,
“Gérard”. “Don’t you have a wife? Where are your children?”
She asked. She felt that she became more familiar with the floor
during the time that he stayed than with any particular
person. Your son was seen by the carpenter's wife in
company with the robbers. “You look more like your old self when you smile,” he remarked. Maybe half a
year, counting this summer. She walked across to this apartment and, opening the door a little wider,
discovered a press section of the movement at work. Women and
men had always flocked to him, covetous of his
knowledge, his riches, and if all else failed, his carnal
expertise.
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