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“It hasn’t GOT a throat!” Part 7 One day the idea of self-sacrifice came into her head, and she made, she thought, some important moral discoveries. I suppose I believe in God. ” She peered at him through the semi-blackness. Them young prigs is all alike. I dare not reflect upon the effect that her son's fate,—if the efforts to save him are ineffectual,—may have upon her enfeebled frame, and still worse upon her mind. ” They passed a man who stared at them curiously. She looked down at him and saw that the sunlight was gleaming from his cheeks, and that all over his cheeks was a fine golden down of delicate hairs. Joe, my foster dad, was a heroin and booze addict. The rest she meant to keep for her immediate necessities. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava.
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