Finished Folds (381—383)
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7He could best be identified by his ratty green windbreaker, and was known roundabouts as 'Owen,' milling about on foggy nights, pilfering carts from the local stores diligently.
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4After all, you know how it goes: "Liar, liar..." Sandra gathered her belongings in a duffelbag and waited by the door - gun cocked, body statuesque.
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4my attempts at downing the salt-rim margarita were met with lazily questioning glances from the buzzed patrons. Blondie's Chow Chow didn't seem to mind though, and sidled up to me.