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		<description><![CDATA[I suppose I can admit now I was a little bit in love with Emma Bentley. Emma who was only ten years old and shed her inhibitions like drops of water from an ice cube. I was the same age and had lived in Statton all my life. It was one of those small unobtrusive [...]]]></description>
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