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Devore asked Lance to spend the summer of 1994 surveying purchases whichwere, for the most part, already ten years old. Take care of me, she said. She dropped her cigarette--she'dsmoked it all the way down to the filter--and stepped on it, grinding itinto the bony, rock-riddled ground with one white sneaker. She had, a little.
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