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* * *They pulled up on the beach, twenty or thirty meters from the steel hulk of the gunboat. “Don’t you see? This is what imprinting means. He was heavy set, dark, not tall, with a face that wasn’t built for smiling. Dac Kien tried at first—keeping up a chatter, as if nothing were wrong.
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