Finished Folds (1—4)
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7was a scrap of latex hair and a piece of her continually-surprised mouth. Ross quivered as he mourned; what was he to do? Of course, he could resort to
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4on their sides, not to mention spikes on their bellies and giant mousetraps on their backs. The Chinese soldiers had no choice but to
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3The night that she finally lucidly dreamed was a strange one. After loading her mind with images of clouds, birds, and airplanes, hoping to fly, she fell asleep, only to be greeted
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4he opened his mouth, the only thing that came out was a small hissing noise. It seemed he had lost his voice. The nurse spoke again. "Oh, yes, dear, when the camera first entered,