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In the corner of the room were two hockey-sticks and a tennis-racket, and upon the walls Ann Veronica, by means of autotypes, had indicated her proclivities in art. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape. A piece of seaweed touched her hand, tender and green.
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