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Post by Noah on Mar 16, 2009 19:53:04 GMT -5
Noah is already assembling a new pack.
"I don't play games."
He tosses the finished pack over his shoulder. He starts up the stairs.
"Gimme a week and I'll have most of your stuff. I'll even get yoy some good CDs."
Noah heads up the stairs and over the roofs heading east. He remembers seeing a mall that way a few months before he came to the Elbow Room. Hopefully his contacts there were still alive. If not this wasn't going to be as easy as it used to be.
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