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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 8:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 8:31 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 8:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 8:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 8:45 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 8:48 pm
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Spotting a cafe' further up the street, Sarah relaxed, thankful that the sun was not too persistent today. She hadn't brought sunglasses, and thoroughly despised wearing the things, useful as they were. Here thoughts silenced as a tickling sensation rose on the back of her neck. Whispers made their way to her ears, her hair brushing against her face. She stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, raising her scarlet eyes to the rooftops. Had she rose too much suspicion? Had the fact that she had seen the fight been enough to spur one of its participants?
Annoyed, she spoke, "Do you want something? Because I can tell you the only interesting thing you'll find here is a link of sausage, a couple of loafs of bread, and lettuce."
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 8:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 9:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 9:14 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 9:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 9:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 9:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 9:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 10:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2011 10:34 pm
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