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...m, who was lost in his dream; she glanced at the floor, where her dress was last seen.  She uttered a yip, she turned around twice, she danced the babushka, her veins filled with ice.

The bolt shot back with a resounding kathunk. Sam leapt off the bed, feeling panicked and frunk.  He opened the window, he shouted out "hey!" and thrust Sally out, before she could say "I'm naked, God-damn it, I'm naked I say.  Get me my dress or I'll make you pay!"

But Sam shut her out on the thin windowsill, he yanked on the curtains, and cursed Hy-brazil.  He spun round once, he spun round twice.  He faced his dear father, smelling of bourbon and spice.

Pap stood there a moment, shock and rue warring for dominance in his expression and hue.  He looked to Sam's pants, he looked to the floor, he saw Sally's dress, and started to snore.  There were so many things he could possibly have said, but rather than that, he dropped to the bed.

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