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| 7 | 215 | I could still View more quotes about remember">remember the taste of its leather. |
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| 7 | 212 | I had never forgotten him. |
| 7 | 213 | It had been he, of all on this world, on whom I had first, in my chains, from my knees, fully looked. |
| 7 | 214 | It had been he to whose whip my lips had first been pressed. |
| 7 | 215 | I could still remember the taste of its leather. |
| 7 | 216 | I did not even know his name. |
| 7 | 217 | "How were you taken from the pens?" he asked. |
| 7 | 218 | "I do not know," I said. |