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' The financier gestured at a dilapidated wooden chair across the shabby room, revealing as he did so a gold Rolex on his wrist, diamonds encrusted around its dial matching his bejewelled gold cufflinks.
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But as the men on the ground waited, so finally the left eye opened, and the merest crack in the roasted meat where the right eye should be. And there was an eye in there a blob of sulphur flecked with red, just like the left.