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Part One of my story. She strolled out into moonlit avenue; her fur rimmed hood covered her face, preserving her identity. She pulled her cloak tighter to her freezing body as she trudged through the thick snow while carrying on with her journey. She finally met up with companion at the edge of the town square. He whispered into her ear as they turned into the run-down newsagent. Oh no this is just.

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