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Clotilde pried Fritz from Lucy’s left leg where he was clinging. And every day's experience proves that I was right. She remained standing stiffly, unable even to move. Saturday mornings at the Beck house were routine, coffee, newspaper, bagels, and Looney Toons in no particular order. A white man, wandering about the streets of Canton at night, was a challenge to such a catastrophe. Lucy had caught it when it was a millimeter away from hitting her teeth.
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