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ngton restaurant and then in a claustrophobic little roomabove Cromwell Road where the ceaseless traffic noise disguised thefranti It's identical to the door I've seen in my mind: bright blue, ceruleanblue, the blue of a highland summer sky. She's a monster. She had drowned Sonia.
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