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There was only one prisoner in the ward. You used to beg me for hours at a time to give it all up, never to go near the ‘Ambassador’s’ again. He was shifting to reach his own weapon, which had fallen in between the pews at the back. But you will, you will. The same old lines and verses, over and over, until there had come times when shrieking would have relieved her.
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