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Melusine felt the calloused hand grasp around hers. The following morning found him in the doctor's waiting room, a black cigar turning unlighted in his teeth. Almost worthy of your own fertile imagination. After all, the Wastrel was in luck: he was alone. It 163 invariably leads to trouble.
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