She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand. Mike was drinking a cup of black coffee. I’ve made no mention of guns and daggers or, indeed, any of the more exciting aspects of the business. Perhaps he truly meant it – perhaps there was a force within him that could withstand the hardships of existing past a mortal lifetime. I’ve seen him, and he doesn’t a bit understand.
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