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her, and cried “Look! On the forehead! That must be what you and gnazo saw.” Langdon’s eyes moed quckly across the smooth whte surface to the same dscoloraton he had sped earler through the plastc—a fant lne of markngs that ran horzontally across the nsde of Dante’s forehead.