carpet cleaning machines What about it?” Night slips into his jacket, pulls down the flap in front with POLICE in six-inch bright yellow lettering. He smells cheap cologne, recognizes it. “Dammit, Sid, I told you not to wear my jacket.” Leaning back at his elbow, Sid shrugs.
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