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he was going to be a motherfucking magician.
how hard could it be to row a damn boat?
say she was mousy, then she had a tail and she lived on Swiss fucking cheese.
Penny’s nearest neighbors on either side were a congregationless one-shack Pentecostal church and an out-of-session summer camp for disturbed children. It was perfect.
“Overdressed again,” Eliot said. He dropped his bundle in disgust. “Story of my life.”
