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“I looked for you on the way home from The Big Apple, where were you?” Lucy smiled. She patted John's head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy. A spacious suite of rooms down the hall John described as “my parents love den” with a grimace as Lucy smiled. "If the best nag ever foaled were to throw me in this unlucky spot, I'd blow his brains out. Alas! that the punishment of his offences should fall on her head.
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