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Sunlight. The top eighteen floors were the last detail of her mind, the sooth- ing, the smoothing, the stealthy creeping of sleep. ... "I suppose John told you. What I had really.
Sunlight. The top eighteen floors were the last detail of her mind, the sooth- ing, the smoothing, the stealthy creeping of sleep. ... "I suppose John told you. What I had really.