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Cosette, sometimes, looking out the windows of her father's fiacre, wishes she could escape her garden with a basket of bread and give it to the people on the streets. There is one girl especially she sees every day, a laundress with red raw hands.
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Date: 2006-05-12 11:47 am (UTC)Cosette, sometimes, looking out the windows of her father's fiacre, wishes she could escape her garden with a basket of bread and give it to the people on the streets. There is one girl especially she sees every day, a laundress with red raw hands.