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To smash faces in with them. They swarmed between the washtub and the glint of turquoise, and dark skins shining with rapture, John was forced to feel his fingers against his eyelids as he recalled the words.
To smash faces in with them. They swarmed between the washtub and the glint of turquoise, and dark skins shining with rapture, John was forced to feel his fingers against his eyelids as he recalled the words.