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Sandra gazed at the small Asian man, at once incredulous and wondering if he had employed some sort of test, some odd but kind professional mind trick to fully expose her despair so clearly for all to view. So they could see she was at her lowest ebb, Clear, undeniable, solid, evidence, though why would
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Bathed in a strip of yellow sunlight was the neighbours boss eyed cat crapping on the lawn. i watched from the open doorway. It didn’t bother me; I hated gardening. It wouldn’t affect me if the entirety of the neighbourhoods cats all came to defacate here creating a small mound of competing markers; well but
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“They call me The Doctor!”, though patently he was not, “cause I never miss.” He grinned, both toothy and toothless, his hair a closely shaven moss. I stared at him quietly from a corner of the room, calmly listening to a throng of abuse emanating from my stomach – most I was notably a tosser,
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Far From The Madding Crowd 