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“Last I recall,” he said, “You were pawing all over some scrawny fella in that bar. Don’t know what you saw in him.” “I liked his laugh,” Zoe said tartly, putting a pot of water on the stove to boil. “Whatever happened to him?” Zoe gave a soft snort. “I think you hit him, sir.”
-- Blue Sun Job, Part 17: Going Through the Motions by Guildsister
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