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“The portrait was a miniature oil, done sometime in the sixteenth century, and it was a picture of a lady. “More than just me?” she asked, smiling. Was it truly the first time he’d ever seen a clear full-length view of himself? Had he only seen his own 'You are clean and hard-working,' Marthinus said.
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