The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. Through one doorway she saw a grave Chinaman standing on a stage-like platform. “I believe,” he said, “that you mean me to be Prime Minister.
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