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" It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. He pulled her from him to kiss her on the mouth and paused, looking into her face. A very familiar face emerged from a crowd at the impromptu bar on the kitchen island. The lights rolled over, and were extinguished.

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