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He fixed it. She imagined herself on a barren 41 plain, post-Apocalypse, convulsing, waiting to die with the cockroach. She trailed him to his apartment and a black door that read 727 in solemn gold-tone lettering. He had finally put aside The Lilac Sunbonnet, gone into his study, lit the gas fire, and written the letter that had brought these unsatisfactory relations to a head.
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