. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. 1. My profession has hardened me. The man or woman who did something for nothing always excited his suspicions; they were playing some kind of a game. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony.
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