“She is likely somewhere on the road or perhaps in town, finding victims. Her dainty shoes were soiled with dust and there was a great tear in her skirt. I had a hunch. How dreary it all looks. And so she came upon the word Love. A dry cough's the trumpeter of death. There was—a service. Her head dipped deeply into the current, and she narrowly escaped being swamped.
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