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| | The Lonely Chorister |
 | | An aging, would-be chorister, leading a monotonous, dull, vacuous, boring, humdrum existence, sought a life of adventure, of mystery and intrigue, by joining the conspiracy. |
 | | Strictly speaking, she informed him, the Fermata Room was not, technically, a rest stop; it was more like a holding pen such as those they have, say, for brahma bulls at a rodeo, or, more appropriately perhaps, like the bull pen in baseball. |
 | | At first she fashioned for the Lonely Chorister a pair of wings, but he realized he was not in condition to sing, flutter and hover at the same time. |
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