*One may find a few of countless scattered parchments, especially near entrances to the tunnels or sewers, and featuring a peculiar work of fiction.*

Always seeking somebody, and sounding silly in nothing.

There was only this; his overt, unusual syndrome, accentuated, nicely done. Even after Clint had...

Andrew regarded the hin, always little and needy.

"Patrick," he yawned, "run ragged again?"

"Run out clean, kicked below, over top, turned over mate.

First in line again, napper."

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I hope you've enjoyed my brief, fictional and free artistic example of the criminal element. This is but the first letter of many I hope to write for your collective benefit. Yes, it's absolutely free.

I'm serious; you won't find a better deal anywhere else.