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The dizziness made the trees sickening, the smell of Michelle’s perfume soapy and revolting. ‘And I am thinking now that you may be very suitable. She will not confide in me. “You can count upon me, Nigel,” she said. Her naked body was an abomination of caked filth and sagging tubes for breasts. She passed him silently as she dropped Michelle’s dried corpse into the open clay pit awkwardly, like a discarded doll. They smelled good, but they no longer smelled like food. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise.
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