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  “She went downstairs, staggering now very badly, and awakened Mary Jane. “Wuzzat? Who? Huh?” said Mary Jane, sitting bolt upright on the couch. “Mary Jane. Listen. Please,” Eloise said, sobbing. “You remember our freshman year, and I had that brown-and-yellow dress I bought in Boise, and Miriam Ball told me nobody wore those kind of dresses in New York, and I cried all night?”…

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