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I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic’s. And his hair was perfect.
The hobo girl hooked the rifle with her foot and kicked it into her hands. The rifle barrel glared at William. “You’re in my boat.” You’ve got to be kidding me. “You can have this boat. You can have the whole damn swamp for all I care. After I get to Sicktree.” “That’s a very…





