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To my loving husband Rodney, who is truly a dream come true. The darkness was almost palpable; and the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. His throat filled; he wanted to weep. The beach: to get there as quickly as he could, to reach the white man's nadir of abasement and gather the promise of that soothing indifference which comes with the final disintegration of the fibres of conscience. “But the thing is, I want a job.
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