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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Youth by Joseph Conrad: state of somnambulism, and giving him an oar, took
another and pulled towards the lights of the steamer.
"There was a murmur of voices in her, metallic hollow
clangs of the engine-room, footsteps on the deck. Her
ports shone, round like dilated eyes. Shapes moved
about, and there was a shadowy man high up on the
bridge. He heard my oars.
"And then, before I could open my lips, the East spoke
to me, but it was in a Western voice. A torrent of words
was poured into the enigmatical, the fateful silence;
outlandish, angry words, mixed with words and even
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