From across the room we exchanged friendly smiles, but she made a pretty good show that she couldn’t care less. In the end, I left her to her own company. She had deep accusing eyes and a bright smile. It was a hard thing to look at.
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The dead guy had lived at number fifteen, and when I got there I found that someone had beat me to it. The door to the apartment was ajar and I heard someone inside making a mess of things. I took out my piece and moved through the front door as quietly as I could. If whoever was in the apartment had a gun, a wrong move could easily turn burglary into homicide - with me as the body.
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For all his logical reasoning, he was walking towards his ruin with his eyes wide open and his brain unscrewed. It was the human condition: finding happiness and destruction in the same woman.
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