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Slowly, desolately, the fist of what we'd done unclenched the clawed palm of...
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Gregory David Roberts
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Shantaram
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Slowly, desolately, the fist of what we'd done unclenched the clawed palm of what we'd become.
( Gregory David Roberts )
[ Shantaram ]
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