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“My friend, meaning to respond to her questions, I raved some words at someone and gaped at another and all the while the lady stood elsewhere. This morning, in reality your friend stood there overcome with silliness. So I told myself, “It’s time you take your leave, My Dear!â€� And when I turned around and tottered my way outwards, at her door, I fell down like a crumbling wall.”
― Mukta Singh-Zocchi, The Thugs & a Courtesan