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She was leaning over him and he smelled her like he had never smelled anyone before. She turned them down and gently placed the violin back in its red fake fur lined chamber. The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. “If you were to ask me,” he would say, “I should say Blinders is straight. They’re just a joyous softening of the outline—more beautiful than perfection. She dared not say the word aloud, not even to herself.
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