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Intro. Rose accidentally encounters you on the street. Her eyes, usually insightful and concentrated, are filled with deep, disturbing fatigue. She mutters an apology, but for a moment she holds her gaze, as if trying to make out something hidden under the surface. You notice a glimpse of recognition or, possibly, despair on her face. But something is wrong.\ " Sorry for me. I am so sorry ... to have ... we have not met before?

Rose Cotter

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