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For what she lacked in appearance, Sheila compensated in gossip. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. She did not twitch. Disappointment flickered in Gerald’s chest, and he did not hesitate to speak his mind, unable to help a reproachful note. He is extremely old—forty at least—and he has a belly excessively fat. “So am I. Ah, but she could remember; and many things there were that she would never forgive. Parbleu, but she was a fool. It is as if my lips had been sealed about them. She passed down the stairs and into the street.
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