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No new cases in three weeks have left me at the end of my strength.
Ever since Snowfall divorces were invented, my business has been going straight downhill.
I was pondering the back of a matchbook and wondering if I was too old to learn meatpacking in my spare time
when I heard the sound of reprieve or disaster.
An obscene phone call, I assume at first, as I listen to some of the rottenest, vilest language I've ever heard in my life pour out of the receiver.