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Je pouvais voir les morts, sous la forme de lettres de l'alphabet.
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Jacob is the loin end of a flag-ribbon, and stares down its length. The back of his tête matches the darkness. This allows easy access to all his deep and mysterious and sometimes happy thoughts, all of which are catalogued and boxed for later displacement into another corps .
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