\"How's it going, Lucy?\" She turned. Always the other things remained. Gerald noted the lady’s eyes brighten as she caught sight of him making his way through the throng towards her. Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. He knew what he knew. He's the only native I trust in these parts. And I do not know you.
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