It was a dark and stormy night... Or rather more frosty and cold, but still dark as the bundled up white haired pup made his way down some vacant street. He was blowing heat into his hands, grumbling about how the pay wasn't nearly as much as it should have been
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"Running low on cash? I might be able to help you." He called out from his brothel, Carnival.
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"Do you have a death wish as well?"
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"Hell no. Dying is the last thing I'm going to do. Are you stupid?" there was a 'tch' as he turned to glare at the guy.
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