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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Voice of the City by O. Henry: spicuous, though Sammy bad been vulgarized by
Business. He had no tears for departed Romance.
The song of the ticker was the one that reached
his heart, and when it came to matters equine and
batting scores he was something of a pink edition.
He loved to sit in the leather armchair by Ravenel's
window. And Ravenel didn't mind particularly.
Sammy seemed to enjoy his talk; and then the broker's
clerk was such a perfect embodiment of modernity and
the day's sordid practicality that Ravenel rather
liked to use him as a scapegoat.
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