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Location: The state of ME.
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...and the moon soaked with wet light his tangled clothes upon the floor.
...and each change [in her voice] tipped out a little of her warm human magic upon the air.
A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about...
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