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some water on his face, and watched as small drops made their way down the mirror facing him, causing a slight distortion in his reflection. Was this really what he had become? -
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I don't want to do it. Don't make me, please. I can barely string a sentence together, let alone
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made sure their lipstick was applied perfectly. Some would have called the small city boring, uneventful, unremarkable. For Lillian, it was paradise.
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those little tasty morsels which would enable them to keep their energy levels suitably high. After a few experiments mostly based on trial and error, they discovered that
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Farah sighed. Arthur was being silly again.
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I could tell by my colleague's stares that my mental stability was being judged. My brief stint at the Helen's mental institute wasn't exactly a secret after all.
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With a smug smile, he took a few steps forward and simultaneously punched the air. Nothing feels better than rising above the rest.
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he understood everything perfectly. Could he really find out the exact details of his death by accessing the secrets of this small, black leather pocketbook?
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Both tired and hungry, he chucked today's newspaper on the great mahogany desk dominating the room, and slumped into a nearby armchair. Where was Lisa?
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There was nothing left. The city which had been so familiar to her was now in ruins. This was worse than a nightmare.