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Each time I had to let my belt buckle out for another notch in order that I might breathe I diagnosed the trouble as a touch of what might be called Harlem flatulency. We lived in a flat then a nonelevator flat and I pretended that climbing three flights of steep stairs was what developed my abdominal muscles and at the same time made me short of wind.
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