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She placed the tray in the middle of the bed between them and around it they played little games with each other's rudest parts. Then, before it got too cold, they drank their tea. It was Monday morning and neither of them cared. The time passed delightfully.
- D.G. Compton, The Continuous Katherine Mortenhoe, p.233
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