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From: Spending your Time
You occasionally see this pair on the hills above the town. Both are dressed in black rags and bound with white belts and masks. There's a copper rod ten feet long shackled to their belts and keeping them apart.
A proxy for love[…] A pained woman's voice emerges from the masks. 'Mr Fires... it's... kind. We... deserved this. Mr Fires was... right.' Her pale eyes dart to the figure a few yards away. […] 'Tell him I still love him. Tell him I'll wait. I can do nothing else.'
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