” He stopped abruptly. Spurling had retired for the night. ‘None of them means anything to you at all? How odd. The theme was a masquerade. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. Luck. For yonder went the loneliest man in all God's unhappy world. Wild's name. It was a gray day in the spring of 1910.
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