They do not come for me, to find me and bring me home. But, after some restoratives had been administered by Mrs. Their soft, voluptuous bodies wove among each other to the faint notes of a lyre. “I am going to America. We come out into the world, some of us—” She paused. No idea that you were here, though.
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