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Post by Lachryma on Mar 5, 2007 23:00:47 GMT -5
Lachryma waves regally at Khrushchev.
"Sometimes capitalist customs people get in way, no?"
She turns back to Murray and idly swishes her untouched drink.
"I show up during chaos of break in, mostly bandaging those who crawled away. Is not surprise to miss you during death and destruction."
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