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I headed down to the old Western Recorp
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headquarters, a site plagued by
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construction woes and unsavory types.
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There was that same scent of concrete
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pockets had talked about.
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I didn't see the point in confusing
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thing. I didn't see the I thought about
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it, but it seemed like a really bad
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The place rire and it rire of ghoul. A
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ghoul who didn't have access to a
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So our stalker had a picture of Verona.
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Maybe that' get Silky to open up.
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Is that the light of hope in your eyes,
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You got something for me, right?
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It's been a long night and I've worn
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down the shoe leather. My feet took me
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to the haven of a ghoul. And said ghoul
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had a photograph of my Verona. He was
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charged with delivering a death threat
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to her by his master. Here, take a look.
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I wonder whose blood he was sipping. But
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you're right. This is our kind of
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trouble. The girl here I have seen. She
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was in here last night. Said drinks were
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on her that she'd come into money. She
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decided to make a life change and pawn
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something that was chaining her down.
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Left a ticket stop as a tip. Worthless
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to me, but maybe useful to you.
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Well, now that is what we call in the
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trade a lead. My thanks, Socrates.
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The poem ticket. I figured I should
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follow that lead to a pawn shop.
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Praising Verona about it directly was
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less likely to get results.
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I had a question to ask Nico about
