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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Almayer's Folly by Joseph Conrad: would climb up slowly to the verandah of his new house to get out
of the rain, and leaning on the front rail with his head sunk
between his shoulders he would abandon himself to the current of
bitter thoughts, oblivious of the flight of time and the pangs of
hunger, deaf to the shrill cries of his wife calling him to the
evening meal. When, roused from his sad meditations by the first
roll of the evening thunderstorm, he stumbled slowly towards the
glimmering light of his old house, his half-dead hope made his
ears preternaturally acute to any sound on the river. Several
nights in succession he had heard the splash of paddles and had
seen the indistinct form of a boat, but when hailing the shadowy
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