And when I ask you why it is you do so, you have no answer. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. He’s out in Phoenix last I heard. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. That is all I ask. They began the evening like usual, driving down highways and byways. ‘But what will happen to Lucia? Are we to kill her?’ ‘Of course not.
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