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You never can tell. The blades on the top spun faster and faster. It was a sickening process, and the sucking sound was sure to wake up Ray’s mother. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. ’ ‘Ah, that is easy,’ she began, laughing. Wanton! Had I been one, even God would have forgiven me, understanding.
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