Monserrat Azcona

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“Oh, shit, where’s a cigarette?” she sighed tremulously, wiping at her eyes with the knuckle of a finger. Klein gave her the water and a small green pill. “Try this instead,” he advised. “That a tranquilizer?” “Yes.” “I’ll have a double.” “One’s enough.”
Monserrat Azcona
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