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|Date:||Sun, 7 Jan 2007 17:30:59 +0600|
I want to make sure you get your sleep, because you have to go back to work tomorrow.
Thats what killing that goddamned bitch Misery was about, now that I think about it. He saw her pulling her lip out, digging her short nails into its sensitive pink meat.
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