Relabeling Gunshots Chomp, Page 5:7.
My life is neither as good or bad as a song, but I have the sense and understanding that perhaps, well, one day it might be.
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Olden Infolds, Page 422.
Wrong bed. Nasty, that. Fucking wicked. Murder.
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Olden Infolds, Page 418.
'It's personal. And rather urgent.'
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