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“You're the most interesting person I've talked to in ages." Not you're a bright light in a dark corner of the world, not a fair face in a gloomy neighborhood, not a muse or a nymph or an angel with a rosy smile to bestow on her willing supplicants. None of that nonsense verbiage men usually offered her. He asked her to return, very simply, because he wanted to talk to her.”

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