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I WAS talking to him before I saw his name on the card beside the row of microscopes. He drove to his apartment, a second floor studio he 120 was renting above a bakery. She was glad not to be baking in it anymore, or feeling the fiberglass splinters 64 invading her rear end from sitting on the bleachers. The latter haughtily returned his salutation, and flung himself, as if exhausted, into a chair.
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