” His eyes were squeezed shut. In any place her beauty would have been an uncommon thing. It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume. “Um, he took me to the Big Apple. But she certainly remembered that when she was a little girl he sometimes wore tennis flannels, and also rode a bicycle very dexterously in through the gates to the front door. It resembled Mardi Gras, and she thought disdainfully of New Orleans.
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