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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Les Miserables by Victor Hugo: I am quite foolish. I had things to say to you, and I no longer
know in the least what they were. Do you still love me? We live
in the Rue de l'Homme Arme. There is no garden. I made lint all
the time; stay, sir, look, it is your fault, I have a callous on my
fingers."
"Angel!" said Marius.
Angel is the only word in the language which cannot be worn out.
No other word could resist the merciless use which lovers make
of it.
Then as there were spectators, they paused and said not a word more,
contenting themselves with softly touching each other's hands.
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