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“In private. Twice he cleaned the old briar; still there was no improvement. His mind was filled briefly with psychic images of a charnel house that danced like a spider in his head. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. ” He followed up a line of thought.
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