to finish it this soon, MerryChristmas, Happy Hanukkah, Erin Go Bragh, trick or treat, hope someonegives you a fucking pony. There was no sense of reliefattached to the memory, that thank-God-it-was-only-a-dream feeling youget after a particularly nasty nightmare. Why was I bothering to protect Mattie Devore, anyway? Ididn't know. Cunnin as a cat a-runnin, I murmured.
Lancesupported me. That's what you think, isn't it? Yes. Whoremaster, he'd called me. I never lied, Mr.
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