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Isn’t there some truth in all fiction?” “There’s some fiction in all truth too.

Catherine Lowell
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The curtains were blood-red and drawn. This was not an office. It was a small library, two storeys high, with thin ladders and impractical balconies and an expansive ceiling featuring a gaggle of naked Greeks. It was the sort of library you'd marry a man for.
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