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My apologies for the interruption. Some men in starched white garb came to speak to me rather abruptly. They were quite serious about presenting me with a gift of sorts – some sort of high honor in the form of a concentrated liquid injected into one’s arm. Of course, I had the letter to you to finish, so I respectfully declined and asked them to leave the room. Cordial up to that point, they suddenly grew very insistent on my receiving the honor ...

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