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\"Okay, all right, no better time than the present. I don’t love you. \"Would you like some orange juice?\" Larry had already been working outside for an hour, Mike at his side, dragging grass clippings to the compost pile. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast. It was a clear, lovely, October morning. It’s not a bit of good pretending there’s any Higher Truth or wonderful principle in this business. Because for the punishments je m’en moque. Vorsack rose from the table and departed for the bathroom, mumbling something about a Tylenol. "We're too wide awake for that. ‘And I suppose I shall be obliged to endure another nonsensical tale about your husband.
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