Dogville
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Next to it was a folded sheet of paper.
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It was a map Tom had drawn.
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He had known where the bundle was
and had put it there.

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It showed the path across the mountain.
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And all the dangerous spots were
furnished with witty horrific little sketches.

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But there was more.
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Several people had the same idea.
They had eased gifts into the bundle for her.

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Jason's beloved little penknife lay there,
all polished and shiny.

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And a pie from Ma Ginger and Gloria.
And some clothing and matches, and a hymnal.

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Grace opened it at number 18, where Martha
always had trouble with fingering.

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And between the pages lay a dollar bill
Martha alone could not have afforded it.

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Grace had friends in Dogville.
That was for sure.

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Whether they were few or many did not matter a jot.
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Grace had bared her throat to the town
and it had responded with a great gift:

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with friends.
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No gangster could deprive her of this
meeting with the township,
no matter how many guns in the world.

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And should the strokes of the bell did not reach 15,
she knew now that she meant something to the town

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and that her stay had been of significance.
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Not much, perhaps, but nevertheless,
a trace she had left.

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And the first in her young life
in which she took pride.

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Grace stiffened as the bell began its toll.

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