After all, even a hit lady's got to take a break from her work sometimes...
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She pulls her trenchcoat closer and steps further into the dark alley. Rain glistens under the streetlamps. She blows smoke from the end of her gun .. another job well done. The only sound is her stilletos in the night. Home for a Chocolate Martini !!
Roll those dice !!
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Truth... yes indeed
"A person who doesn't hold truth uppermost in his life, has nothing." Anon.
