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If it was grass, he would crush it to death in his merciless, amorous hands, which sensed any living thing as avidly and terribly as the virginity of a woman; if it was a woman or girl, he was filled in advance and forever with hatred for her father, her brothers, and her husband or future husband, and he wished they would die or else disappear in search of work.
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