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J.

j.waited for them to disappear from the wronged side of town
befor retracing her steps and depressing the bakelite intercom
button, Uncle Samuel, put down the bottle, put on your shoes.
i know it's late, but the diner stays open till dawn. coffee'll be on
me."
Because, by golly, he was the only family she'd got..
elex allen

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