‘Peste,’ she wailed, as Emile dropped to the floor, ducking down. Her mouth was an effective tourniquet. \" She handed the ticket seller, a boy that looked to be all of eighteen years old, murder money that she had stolen from Dawn Plote's dead son, five dollars. She threw the bags of marijuana and a tiny bag of white powder he had in the sewer, unfortunately they were his only worldly possessions.
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