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Requiem For A Stripper #291

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The warehouse was full of boxes and crates but they were covered in a thick sheen of dust and cobwebs. It was too dark to read the writing on the sides of the boxes. I heard the goons as they entered the warehouse. One said he would circle around to the other side. I was going to try and bypass the other one and get out the door. I started around a column that went straight up to the ceiling and I heard gunfire. I ducked back and took cover. The guy just kept firing. These dudes were rank amateurs...

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    Neville Hunt 9 months ago

    Yikes! I feel like I’m in there with you Jake! Stray bullets eh? Watch out for that evil Irish critter Rick O’Shea!

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    Christopher 9 months ago

    Ha!

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