Finished Folds (41—46)
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2It was a great beach day in the Pacific Northwest, 80 degrees, not a cloud in the sky. She packed a good book, cheese, smoked oysters, crackers and thermos full of ice and wine. At
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6bbq pits, and arm pits. Their sacred worship of anything pits was odd, none the less. They had to get out of this jungle, and they'd have to remain awake until this ritual was over
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5Now is the time to come forward with the info so we can catch her killer, not later. We understand you're grieving, bit there's a killer loose and the community is in panic mode.
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4that thrive on human tears, sucking eye orbitals dry. Using all joke websites and books, many tried to meet secretly daily to embrace humor and avoid sadness. The hardest to cheer
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4It was the childlike artwork on the walls in primary colors. Day after humdrum day of red, blue and yellow dogs, cats and Mommies and Daddies with outstretched hands, flowers that
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2to be a part of this diamond smuggling heist? You dropped the dime on me last time, so leave now before I take this gun and make swiss cheese outa' your face you bumbling idiotic