He was six blocks away from his home, a ten story building apparently made solely of glass. He cocked an eyebrow. Almost worthy of your own fertile imagination. “You are not boring me,” she said, “but I would rather talk of something else. There is the election——” He laughed derisively. Believe me, Anna. Courtlaw,” she remarked.
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