Tag: food
member name: Ron Jenkins
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July 20, 2007 11:37 PM EDT --
I moved close to the inner wall of the tent and watched Breedlove and the huge biker struggling. I hadn't heard so much grunting and groaning since the time I left my window open at . . . more
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July 13, 2007 02:26 PM EDT --
I don't know how long I was out, but when I came to, I struggled to pull myself up using the edge of the card table for leverage. Surely, it must have been a bad dream. But alas, the bird cage door . . . more
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July 13, 2007 11:26 PM EDT --
I parked my Pontiac in front of the address for Breedlove Detective Agency. On the torn seat was the shoebox. I figured I'd take the evidence with me. I double checked the address, thinking I must . . . more
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July 16, 2007 12:12 AM EDT --
The Vette screeched to a stop in front of the massage parlor. I clutched the plastic wrapped manila envelope to my chest, anxious to expose the contents, and ease my mind about Lupe'. Breedlove . . . more
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July 16, 2007 10:18 PM EDT --
Breedlove must have been in the store for an hour. I spent the time sitting in the grass underneath the big Harley sign remembering Lupe'. It also helped to take my mind off the cigarette burn . . . more
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July 24, 2007 02:20 AM EDT --
A few people milled about picking through the odds and ends of Emily Fitch's life, which lay spread before them on three long sheets of rare plywood held up by four equally rare sawhorses. The . . . more
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