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"If I had not heard the singing voice that night, none of the rest might have happened. Mama might yet be carving her bones; Mordecai lingering in his attic, leading me through the same old lessons on the Sperm; both of my crows would still accompany me everywhere."
— Janice Clark, The Rathbones: A Novel
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