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I can’t imagine Londoners—particularly interested in me. Their future would be glorious; he saw it in their eyes; he saw it in the beauty of their young heads. She slipped on white thin-soled tennis shoes with no socks, her ankles exposed as Shari had once suggested they be worn. He understood. He told her something about music, the great world outside. The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey. The veins in his throat and forehead swelled and blackened; his eyes protruded from their sockets, and stared wildly; a thick damp gathered on his brow: and blood gushed from his mouth, nostrils, and ears. People were not slaves to their gods as they are now, oppressed and unhappy, chained to their mortality and suffering so that they may one day enter an imaginary Heaven. He had seldom been more perturbed.
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