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“Called myself Anna,” the girl repeated coolly. Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. E. Somebody tricked you back yonder—baited you for spite.
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