carpet cleaning machines What’d you do, man?” “I threw out your masterpiece is what I did, Gauguin. Here.” Night tosses a twenty in his lap, “We get done, you can get yourself another one and a forty ouncer, my treat. Right now we’re in a hurry.” Around the corner, they park, send Ricky on his errand. When he’s gone, Derek sighs. “What’s eating you
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