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Sam Sperglord opened his eyes once again. The client was still there, staring at the bespectacled and surprisingly frail private dectective. The woman looked like she wanted to say something, but she didn't. Sam proceeded to climb under his massive office desk. "Go away!" he cried, "go away and come back tomorrow!". Rambling Robot fucked around with this message at 17:44 on May 21, 2014 |
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