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"How do you feel? she asked, trying to fluff his pillow. "Other than terrible, I mean.He moved his head slightly to the side. It seemed to be a sickly interpretation of a shrug."Of course you're feeling terrible, she clarified, "but is there any change? More terrible? Less terrible?He made no response."The same amount of terrible?"
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