《Dirt》


 Dirt

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    very prettily this time. Cringing inside, as she knew she couldn¡¯t help it. She hoped the fat man wouldn¡¯t lose his¡­ his what? Composure? Self-control? Reserve? Whatever. Whatever it was, whenever any man had lost it before, it had been unpleasant. She hoped it wouldn¡¯t be unpleasant today.


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    ¡°hell. Or at least something drastically different than what we have here. It only works once every one hundred years. Today could be your lucky day!¡±


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