The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. Lord, what a state I was in! Night after night I sat there, I watched her come in, I watched her go. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed.
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