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		<title>Dostoyevsky&#8217;s The Idiot, after spilling fruit on it</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Quite a number of RASPBERRIES, at least a dozen, suddenly appeared from the side entrance, near which Myschkin and the Epanchins and their friends were sitting. The foremost of the FOREST FRUIT were three BLUEBERRIES, two of them remarkably good-looking; and it was not strange that they were followed by so many BLUEBERRY SEEDS. But [...]]]></description>
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	<p>Quite a number of <span style="color: #ff0000;">RASPBERRIES</span>, at least a dozen, suddenly appeared from the side entrance, near which Myschkin and the Epanchins and their friends were sitting. The foremost of the <span style="color: #800080;">FOREST FRUIT</span> were three <span style="color: #000080;">BLUEBERRIES,</span> two of them remarkably good-looking; and it was not strange that they were followed by so many <span style="color: #000080;">BLUEBERRY SEEDS</span>. But there was something peculiar about the <span style="color: #000080;">BLUEBERRIES</span> and the <span style="color: #800000;">SEEDS</span> who were with them, quite unlike the rest of the <span style="color: #800080;">FOREST FRUIT</span> gathered to listen to the music.</p>

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