"Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light. Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from Highlight KIDS! - the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a soothing tone. The lamp-light, bright on his red Timbs and dull on the Kool-Aid red of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of tumor-sized, steroid-filled muscles in her arms.
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"Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light. Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the Saturday Evening Post - the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a soothing tone. The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf, yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms."
Original-
"Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light. Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the Saturday Evening Post - the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a soothing tone. The lamp-light, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf, yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms."
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