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Date: Wednesday, 14 July 2010 14:36 (UTC)
He went to the door and inside. There he stopped at once.

Saying he couldn't remember the last time he had really eaten would have been a lie. It had been in exactly this house.

"Maybe for Gwin", he said and pointed at his companion.
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