Chapter 55
Again I sat perched on a bar stool in the Pico Mundo Grille. This time, the choice was easy. I ran through the front door, my feet barely touching the floor.

Chapter 55
Again I sat perched on a bar stool in the Pico Mundo Grille. This time, the choice was easy. I ran through the front door, my feet barely touching the floor.
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