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Quint grabs the magazine, shoves it inside his jacket, and, after restoring some semblance of order, rushes out of the store.

-- Madam, you must understand, I am not authorized to... -- Decimus reached for a pouch of "Strong Sleep," sharply tore it open, dispersing the powder, holding his breath, and closing his eyes.




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E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers