It would hurt no one. Gone were the old days where an old maid banged on an upright piano above a roaring crowd, this sound was loud enough to be heard outside the building, she thought to herself as her eardrums throbbed. The fates are never so kind to me. The latch had not fully caught. She was slowed down by the icy wind that punctuated itself in screams around houses and trees. Voting wouldn’t do no ‘arm to ‘er. Jack! Mon dieu, but he was unarmed. Gay. I had no idea. Gold-handled, too. You are afraid of kisses. She will take me in until I can make some plans.
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