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   Book1:TeDream-Maker (第429/711页)

tswereingalivewithcarsariahedoorofWorldBankfinallyopened.GatheringuphisceDimitrimovedslowlytowardsit.Hisraggedimagereflectedbythepolishedmarbleshamedhim,buthesteeledhimselftopushopentherevolvingdoorandsteppedintotheinterior,hisheartalmostjumpingoutofhismouth.Inthehallleyesrivetedtotheintruder,thisdirty,ragged,homelesspersonwhobravedthesanctuaryoftherich.Hesteppedohick,softcarpetashemadeforthelinefinfrontoftheterandthoughthowwonderfulitwouldbetosleeponit.Itwouldsurelybelikelyingonclouds.Whatsweetdreamsmightetohim?Hisrovingthoughtswereinterruptedbythevoiceofthetellerasking,

    "MayIhelpyou,sir?"

    "Ineedsomemoney,butIhaveificate.”

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    "Haveyoulostitormispcedit?Pleasegoovertoohedes
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