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“Sapeva bene di che pasta era fatta. Era rabbia ed era orgoglio; era le strade di Southwark, la paura che aveva provato, la tristezza a cui non voleva dare un nome. Nell Ruell era fatta della fame che non sarebbe mai riuscita a saziare, nemmeno di fronte al banchetto di Sir Hughie; una fame che l'aveva spinta più lontano di quanto il dolore avrebbe mai potuto.”

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