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“Make your point or leave,” Gretchen said. “But you have until I finish this”—she gestured with the mug—“before I toss you out the window.” While the threat would have been more convincing had Gretchen lived in a penthouse instead of a converted town house, the salient part came through. Get out of my house, or nonviolent classification be damned.
