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Lena Schultz lived in a tar paper shack just outside St. Cloud, Minn. She had no friends. Her neighbors considered her homely. Her dresses hung on her gangly frame like on a scarecrow, several teeth were missing, and her face and arms often bore bruises from the nights her husband returned home in a drunken stupor.
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