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Violence
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(Mr. Lewis:) Could you tell the court... |
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| what you remember of that morning? |
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(Ms. Thurloe:) Certainly. We were walking across the heath.. |
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on our usual route... |
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... when Molly, that's my dog, started barking.. tugging in one direction. |
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| She led me through trees which is where we found... |
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(crying) I'm sorry.. it was awful. |
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| (Mr. Lewis:) What was so awful Ms Thurloe? |
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(Ms. Thurloe:) The body. |
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Graphic Violence |
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And beside it what looked like a large sword. |
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(Mr. Lewis:) And.. Is this the body? |
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(Ms. Thurloe:) Yes |
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