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What had happened to it? She had broken it, certainly. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. My Mom’s stomach has a lot of bad scars that make it look all ropy and weird.

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