" "God help me, what a muddle!" The cigar crumbled in Spurlock's hand. “Yes,” he said, “I want to get away. Manning, in an earnest voice, and waved his hand to the alley of mauve and purple. Diane, more than a little envious of the girls’ youthful excitement, set Michelle's curfew at 10:30.
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