“You know,” he muttered, “you know quite well that your troubles are far more likely to weigh upon me than my own. \" She handed the ticket seller, a boy that looked to be all of eighteen years old, murder money that she had stolen from Dawn Plote's dead son, five dollars. She taught him how to sail a proa, how to hack open a milk-coconut, how to relish bamboo sprouts. Milky sunlight spilled on the floor.
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