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Chapter 140: Driveby

“Another day of soggy synth-dogs to go along with a boring patrol,” said Arron as he rubbed his hand on a rag trying to wipe off the grease from his cheap lunch. When he removed as much grease as possible he tossed the rag into the open dashboard glove compartment which closed by itself after a few seconds. “With all ...

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