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I always fall on my feet, you know. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. What'll we call him—Rollo?"—ironically. ‘C’est à dire, I would say from my father only comes the English.

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