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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald: she let four taxicabs drive away before she selected a new one,
lavender-colored with gray upholstery, and in this we slid out from the
mass of the station into the glowing sunshine. But immediately she
turned sharply from the window and, leaning forward, tapped on the
front glass.
"I want to get one of those dogs," she said earnestly. "I want to get one
for the apartment. They're nice to have--a dog."
We backed up to a gray old man who bore an absurd resemblance to John
D. Rockefeller. In a basket swung from his neck cowered a dozen very
recent puppies of an indeterminate breed.
"What kind are they?" asked Mrs. Wilson eagerly, as he came to the
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