I believe—I believe that I must risk it. It came to Ann Veronica that life was wonderful beyond measure. He had not remembered her as looking so small. It was an easy one to smell early on, Sebastian had taught her: anything reproductive. She would take the items with her; bury the items and her bloodstained clothes in one of the many sinkholes in the huge landfill/garbage dump on the south side of town. She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo.
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