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... ange to me.
I tried to figure out what exactly caused me to feel that way. Was it his strange words about blood? Or the moment when he stood at the easel, mesmerized, adding red strokes to the canvas with an almost reverent tremor?
These thoughts kept bothering me, even though I tried to convince myself that I was overreacting. Maybe I’m just too impressionable, and the excitement from our last meeting still hasn’t completely worn off.
After all, Roger has always been a p ...
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