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Oct 25, 2006 14:35

While the cat was away, the city had played. Crime rates were at an all time high, and the club was thriving. Daryl really wasn't such a bad old dog it seemed, despite the unusually high turnover of young female staff during her absence, which to be honest raised a wry smile as opposed to anything more sinister, he'd ran things exactly how she ( Read more... )

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p_gabriel November 12 2006, 23:19:17 UTC
Gabriel walked into the club which seemed to be a pool of sin. He ordered a drink, didn't really care what it was. He observed all the people in the bar.

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