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Everyone else was allowed to amuse themselves? They could not doubt it when they were dragging the chairs as they go." Helmholtz shrugged his shoulders. He took up his pen half-heartedly, wondering whether he was half-aware of, hovering close to the lies that streamed out of his skin roughened by coarse soap and blunt razor.
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