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Default 08-08-2007, 07:31 PM

Remy was sitting outside in a bus shelter, smoking a cigarette and watching the storm. A forked tongue of lightning snaked down from the clouds, followed just seconds later by a crash of thunder. Remy didn't much like being at home; his mother had left years before and his father mostly did his own thing.


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