Finished Folds (1—4)
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1awoke he found me standing over him with a bemused but nevertheless menacing smirk. He mumbled quietly something about a dream he thought he was having. I told him that this was no
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3face. I had once heard that playing possum was the best tact to take---so I took it. I collapsed, face down, on the floor, attempting not to move, attempting not to display any
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2the jalopenas right out of the jar. Folks were somewhat confounded by my ability to down one after another with nary a reaction. But then again that is what me me who I am. Amen.
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2Veracruz by the 9th. The searing heat tended to slow things somewhat but with a determination he barely knew he had he