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🏆 “Tell me,” she said. “If it had been the photo of a woman with a bony throat and a beaky nose would you have read them?” “No,” answered Joan. “I hope you’re not. I’m generally in about this time; and it’s always nice to gossip over a dish of tea.”!

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