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The number 2500 on the other side of the dollar sign stared back at me.
' I always thought it was because of how well he played football.
And they say us men are bad when we're sick!" The bed shifted. After a couple of heavy footfalls, the door clicked shut, sealing off the stream of light from the hallway.
I'd have my favorite meal.
He stared at my chest for a moment before reaching into the box again. After a light clatter of items moving around, he pulled out a bundle of jute rope.