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It doesn't sound as if you had the time of your life. The air felt heavy and stale in her lungs. me, expanding until it seared through the centre of his forehead in a flower of white-hot iron. A vision hit Charlotte, of Karl moving through different places, different times, with women—and men—sighing after him

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