Here the boy was made to strip, and the commissioner, Mr Symonds, found a large cicatrix likely to have been occasioned by such an instrument...
No eel was ever more lubric.
A still summer night a world away in a house that smells of cactus and dust and musty kapok.
He dyed his hair black last month, so the grey roots can be seen.
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