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"You look especially beautiful this morning, Monza.'That brought a smile to the corner of her mouth. The corner he couldn't see. 'Well. Facts are facts."
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"Memories sharp enough to cut himself on - the smells, the sounds, the feel of the air on his skin, the desperate hope and mad anger."
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"He blamed every fucker available excepting, of course, the one who was actually to blame, the one sitting in his saddle and getting colder, hungrier, and more lost with every unpleasant moment. 'Shit!' he roared at nothing."
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