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“Didn’t he like to do those types of things?” “No, and neither did I, and neither do I, but I don’t know how else to pass the time.” She pointed at Frances. “Do you know, he died in that very chair.” Frances suddenly became aware of the chair’s dimensions. It was an exciting thing to know and she was happy she’d been told about it.
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