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...a pleasant room with three doors and a lamp.
Looking at the picture on the wall they decided it wasn't a very good likeness.
One of them almost fell over something on the floor. "Why don't they pick up after themselves?" he said, sounding like an old man.
"Weren't you ever irresponsible?" I asked, thinking of my childhood and how wild I had been.
Music was being played somewhere nearby. We stopped to listen for a moment.
Leaving the pictures looking out at an empty room we went on to...
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