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'Goo—goo—joob!' The flames crawled up the sheet, turning the blood soaked into it black. 'Maybe a hundred. nd pissing on the carpet, still calling and calling, three hundred pounds and so disgustingly fat, calling and calling. dge of the Scout's bumper flirted past her with perhaps no more than an inch of snowy air between it and her face.
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