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           a heavy sigh filters its way through her lips as natasha gives
jones a quick once over in an attempt to determine whether or not the
other woman’s word is worth trusting. finally a sharp nod serves as a
prelude to her response.

     ‘ i suppose it’s lucky for you that i do most of my work on
          favors. but when i come to cash it in, i expect you’ll be ready
   
                   ——give me the details, and don’t leave anything out. 

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          psychological imprints of incomprehensible madness begin dragging
          down her task of recollection. memories are morphed, perverted
          into hazes of purple & twining with a daunting, smooth voice.
          blood start chugging quickly through her veins as agitation
          begins to boil over into body language. the mantra
          drones on in her head; she gradually begins
          to come down from the panic.

               “ i, uh … “

          explaining everything is obviously more complicated
          than it might initially seem. “ you might want
          to hear about a few things first. “

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