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“ He stared up at me and I wanted to hit the bastard as hardas I could. Theywould arrest her or throw her out if she slowed down. Oh, I’ ve had people send me books and gummed stickers to sign, andone. Greater than the Prado, more magnificent than the Louvre, dwarfing the Victoria and Albert,more puissant than the Hermitage, e
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