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ОглавлениеCHAPTER 10
He puts out his hand, withdraws it from the rain.
The Non-Prophet arrives. He is under an enormous gorgeous black umbrella.
THE NON-PROPHET: Can’t I buy you a wonderful meal?
He holds out the umbrella.
I know a place.
They umbrella off together.