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Nohbdy
When the young dawn with fingertips of rose came, I was seated on my usual perch. Watching people wonder within the town center I whispered under my breath, "Ignorant louts." ...
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Seconds.
The man slammed his hands into the interrogation table in frustration. I saw his ID card slip out from inside his black jacket. Agent Harry Gregg. Gregg was yelling, but ...