Pity you aren’t under my command. The sky was dripping a wet, slow rain that had forced the city’s inhabitants into taxicabs and dingy cafeterias, the day wholly ruined for all except the insane schizophrenics and her. At this moment, his quick ears detected the sound of footsteps on the stairs.
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