Five minutes ago, his butler had entered the green saloon, an austere apartment, with dark forest-green wallpaper flocked with a swirling design, and heavy mahogany furniture. “So, since when does a grown man have to sneak behind the Laundromat to smoke a cigarette?” She asked 115 him. That place was closed by the police last month. “Tell me his name,” he said, “and I promise that he shall never trouble you.
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