The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. That’s who you ought to go and see, miss. “The bravest of us have joints in our armour. Michelle would arrive daily with a two to ten minute brief on her own dating status, her nightly dreams, grades, new family developments. She remembered that she had not gone to bed until two o'clock in the morning. The place was pockmarked with window-like holes everywhere—people were always 138 falling into them and breaking bones--it was for these lookouts why she had chosen it. Side by side with the cheese (its never-failing accompaniment, in all seasons, at the carpenter's board) came a tankard of swig, and a toast.
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