"Bess wouldn't bear a rival. Gosse was backing towards the table. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. It makes me desire life beyond measure. “Have you dropped from the skies?” Sydney asked wonderingly.
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