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John sat pensively in the back of his best friend's mother's minivan, piloted by his best friend Mark. PITT, the keeper of Newgate. Sheppard had been interred. "Lord, if I can only remember to write it exactly as you told it!" He jumped to his feet. Mr. " "Ah! indeed! what's he doing here?" inquired Jack. What little happiness I had I was forced to steal.
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