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Мафия 39. Piece of emptiness for the small December.

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...another body hit the container wall with a dull thud and rolled down.
A smirk flickered across the face of the stern worker.
The second worker responded with a predatory smile; in the light of the evening moon, a metallic cat's ear gleamed...


No one has been executed.
The second night begins.
Send in the Night Watch.
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made