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Where was the world? How was it I had managed to live in the world with no one? How was it that the inhabitants of the few houses along the way didn’t rush out to me, to hurry me into their houses, to hold me in their arms? A savage sense entered me, of being of such small account in the world that I wasn’t to be helped, that priest and woman and man had put out an edict that I wasn’t to be helped, I was to be left to the elements, just as I was, a walking animal, forsaken.
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