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He had a white face, white hands, white feet, red eyes, and a red mouth that seemed to be dripping with blood. His white hair made it impossible to tell if he was a man or a woman, a dead person or a living person.

She was moving, a living person, and she walked slowly over to him, carrying a basket of ripe chestnuts in her hands behind her back. The fried chestnuts were very fragrant