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It creaked slightly. \" She handed the ticket seller, a boy that looked to be all of eighteen years old, murder money that she had stolen from Dawn Plote's dead son, five dollars. It was not only Leonardo who had instilled in her this distrust of men. One morning he caught her hand suddenly and kissed it. And what's more, I promise to abide by his decision.
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