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Text: Warm summer twilight here in upper Illinois country in this little town deep far away from everything, kept to itself by a river and a forest and a meadow and a lake. The sidewalks still scorched. The stores closing and the streets shadowed. And there were two moons; the clock moon with four faces in four night directions about the solemn black courthouse, and the real moon rising in vanilla whiteness from the dark east. Each paragraph will be a test.

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