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ProMaggie"It didnt matter"Little things like this didn’t matter. The smoke from the cigarette didn’t matter. The pale shadows on the wall didn’t matter. It didn’t matter. Didn’t matter. Didn’t matter. The rain trickled down the window pane like the desperate fingers of a ghost that longed to get in and haunt him. It didn’t matter. ............. “MMn,” Maggie shifted from his propped up position against the bare of his bedroom wall. In fact, everything was bare—the room was empty save for him, the ashtray on the floor and the old droppings of a deceased rat. A quickProMaggie"It didnt matter"
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Jazz Bullets: Dukes and Dolls No. 1
