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his mother's s

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air of tailore

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house was

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morrow at 8 AM, the fou

gave a

et into a pair of pristine white leather

orning air

and pressed the unlock

a sleek, black Aud

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ne purre

ddress into the dashbo

and merged onto the highway he

tion told him to take an exit ne

turn signal and pul

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s out and stepped

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chimed

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up to the glas

elicate pastries, feeling co

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long finger

ck Forest cherry cake you

ed and carefully placed the mass

iny silver ri

d the box by the ri

the bright pink box against

of the Audi and set the box d

the wheel and put

lowly faded away, replaced by massive

chest f

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stination is on the right," th

is foot against

n gate blocked the road, atta