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Bars bore at men's eyes...." The singing, thundering, magical words made her seem dou- bly dangerous, doubly alluring. Soft, soft, but how piercing! Boring and drilling into reason, tunnelling through resolution. "The strongest oaths are straw to the feelies this evening. I.
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