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All that was different was each person’s song, and how it was sung.
The others, Teddy thought, glaring at the meagre citizens who looked lost among their own town, were best ignored, forgotten and, drinking, as the Chinese proverb goes, was the only thing which makes us forget. By the red addled faces, the scrawny, bony, frames, the swollen livers, he could see that the temporary objects of his loathing must have felt exactly the same.
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