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That blow made me a thief. Then, as he was trying to bite through the rope, I told him, ‘That’s for 107 Traci, motherfucker. Why? Because she knew him in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her vision—Sidney Carton. They sold him the whisky. He started a dozen stories, but they all ended in the waste-basket. He heard the door close; and in a little while he fell into a doze; and there came a dream filled with broken pictures, each one of which the girl dominated.
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