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Horrible memories of things seen beneath the microscope of the baser forms of life crawled across her mind and set her shuddering with imagined irritations. She would take the items with her; bury the items and her bloodstained clothes in one of the many sinkholes in the huge landfill/garbage dump on the south side of town. ’ ‘Begging your pardon, miss, but I think as how you ought to go back to London,’ Jack ventured. “Look at our affair,” he went on, looking up at her. . But escape to where? She thought of the ships that sailed from the peninsulas to hot deserts where spices were traded.
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