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Men never hesitated to declare their presence. They were permitted to live aloud, in reverberating thuds and clunks, while ladies were always schooled to abide in hushed whispers.

Tessa Dare

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Tessa Dare
Ladies
Hushed
Presence
Hesitated
Live
Whispers
Always
Schooled
Never
Aloud
Men
Abide
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