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Mailbox.
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So the lion lay down with the Lamb.
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It was, all things considered, a relief that some things never changed. His daughter could technically kind of be his boss - although he liked to remind her he could still arrest her for blatant corruption if it came to that, and also for staying up past her bedtime - but he still got to vet the boyfriend ( Read more... ) -
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Keith wasn't that used to patrolling in the rain. For one thing, there was the California factor; for another, cars. Still, he was coping, mainly by thinking of himself as a gumshoe. Coat pulled up to protect his neck, dark and stormy beat, it was almost refreshing. Days and days of sun-drenched idyll would do that to a man ( Read more... ) -
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Organization post, as recommended by mod post! XD ( Read more... ) -
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Patrolling had its good points and its bad points; most of the bad points were ones that Keith was familiar with and able to handle, like the fact that they tended to the monotony. You didn't have a job that often involved sitting in a car with camera poised waiting for that one shot to present itself without an ability to cope with tedium ( Read more... )