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[mrramirez]

I look over to the box of Cinnamon Life, my muscles rippling in the morning light. Would this be a satisfactory breakfast or should I make Papoo, my indentured man-servant, fetch me an omelet? Sure, he's only a figment of my imagination, but that doesn't stop us from solving all those murders and letting the cops take the credit. It's a thankless

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[birdsleep]

I recognize this!

[mrramirez]

I thought it was hilarious when I read it!

[birdsleep]

Me too! Especially the part about Papoo.