Red and blue lights whirled outside the window. The silver Apostle flashed in the sun as it scooped the bottom of his egg, bringing out a curl of white. Lastly he ate the hat.
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Warre, Henry James, 1819-1898: Interior of my hut. Camp before Sebastopol
Reference number: E-308-q-2-001
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