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“Sometimes, one must become a master to avoid becoming a slave,” she said softly.
“Can my concealment be a lie if yours is not?” she asked. “Mine is,” he admitted. “Then show me what you are. Give me the trust you ask me to give you.” “You have my trust, Anyanwu, but knowing what I am would only frighten you.”
Vulnerability begets vulnerability
Civilization is the way one’s own people live. Savagery is the way foreigners live.” He smiled tentatively.
a town with the unpronounceable name of Schenectady
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