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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Voice of the City by O. Henry: pass!"
Cal Harkness, his day's work over and his express
wagon stabled, turned the sharp edge of the build-
ing that, by the cheek of architects, is modelled upon
a safety razor. Out of the mass of hurrying people
his eye picked up, three yards away, the surviving
bloody and implacable foe of his kith and kin.
He stopped short and wavered for a moment, be-
ing unarmed and sharply surprised. But the keen
mountaineer's eye of Sam Folwell had picked him out.
There was a sudden spring, a ripple in the stream
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