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It was less savory. The tibia breaks and you enter into unbuttoned dress. * The deviance was abusive. I cannot accept the celebration of skin, unwrapping small Buddhas. * When the fear recedes, I will move around the words? to seek the meaning. Satish Verma

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Book: Shattered Sighs