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1    1,    4|    Don’t let us travel like blind folks! I want to see everything
2    1,    8|    fresh flowers across the blind.~To sum up, it was as charming
3    2,    7|   negroes hurried, in their blind folly, to surround the prison
4    2,    9| with poles and drags like a blind man who only works by touch.