Well, at least, it looks like I'm one. I've got the suit, the car, and the job. What more can a man want? Anya. I pushed the name out of my mind
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At first. Not just being a watcher. I'd always been that, though it took a few years with Giles to understand exactly what that meant. I gave advice. I helped train. And I watched just like he always did (though he drew a paycheck far longer for it than I did
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