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...the cold and bitter scorn of the passers-by penetrated her very flesh and...
Author:
Victor Hugo
Book:
Les Misérables
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...the cold and bitter scorn of the passers-by penetrated her very flesh and soul like a north wind.
( Victor Hugo )
[ Les Misérables ]
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