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... voice, arriving in full clarity through the intact sensory function of a nervous system that had had only its motor function suspended — and the last thing he saw before the dark arrived fully was Cang’s eye, from above the woman on the bank, from above the water, from above the light, looking at him with the flat assessor’s expression of a man who had won something that was never a competition.
The smirk was gone.
What remained was just the eye.
And the flat, assessor’s ...
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