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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Almayer's Folly by Joseph Conrad: many bare feet, between the clusters of palm trees, whose tall
trunks barred it with strong black lines at irregular intervals,
while the newly risen sun threw the shadows of their leafy heads
far away over the roofs of the buildings lining the river, even
over the river itself as it flowed swiftly and silently past the
deserted houses. For the houses were deserted too. On the
narrow strip of trodden grass intervening between their open
doors and the road, the morning fires smouldered untended,
sending thin fluted columns of smoke into the cool air, and
spreading the thinnest veil of mysterious blue haze over the
sunlit solitude of the settlement. Almayer, just out of his
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