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"shards of glass are one thing - but a marble, there's something to feed your dragons on."

Saturday

Jana

When you have been soaked in life as long as Jana – so long that your skin is tossed in a pile about your besotted muscles and most of your weary hair has rinsed away – it is hard to climb over the smallest fence. But Jana has just done it and landed with a life-logged squeal.

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