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It seems that a soul may become attached without one even being aware of it.
It is like taking a stroll through the Gardens and slowly, gently, becoming aware of an aria played not far distant, a melody which one has been humming under one's breath for the past ten minutes or so and never even realised it.
I fear it may be that way with Jack.
It is like taking a stroll through the Gardens and slowly, gently, becoming aware of an aria played not far distant, a melody which one has been humming under one's breath for the past ten minutes or so and never even realised it.
I fear it may be that way with Jack.