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They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. From head to foot he was attired in the fashionable garb of the young man of the moment. “If I was the world I think I should have put down a crimson carpet, and asked you to say what you wanted, and generally walk over me. ” “My Mom complains that she’s tired all the time. Even her memories of he who had frequented her life for the longest period of years were worn and fading.
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