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It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. He flipped the television on. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed.

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