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“No, you’re not. You’re living in a sketchy retirement home. Working a dead-end job. You’re not dating. And I bet you a bottle of that tequila that not only did you not put on mascara this morning; you’re wearing gray or black.” Riley was wearing gray and black.
The Dead Guy Next Door (Riley Thorn #1)
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