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... hole being was aflame with passion.
At this moment, all sense of etiquette and reason, all aristocratic decorum, were abandoned.
What in the world could compare to the line "Even in death, the chivalrous bones remain fragrant"?
No, it’s not just the fragrance of chivalrous bones in death, but also "Ten steps kill one, a thousand miles no trace remains".
And "Three cups pledge a promise, the Five Mountains bow lightly in submission".
And, and...
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