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| Then again, it seems all the members of my family have a dangerous sidekick. | | Then again, it seems all the members of my family have a dangerous sidekick. |
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− | "Very well, Clive. At first, all was Chaos, unbroken void."
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− | Standing beside the house on border crossing at Wild Horse, north of the border into Montana, i shared a flask with a man i had gotten to know as Dunal. He didn't want to tell me his last name because dependability is key in these kinds of transactions. Clive was bringing 10 trucks down from Medicine Hat filled with good Canadian whiskey destined for Chicago swells. They paid top dollar for the good stuff and the best stuff snuck across the border from the cold north east.
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− | The crisp air was clear today, but wicked cold, not that i minded. I had slept in glacier caves on the side of Mount Cadalin in Avalon for months at a time. Of course at the time, i didn't know any better.
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− | Nodding to the road from the north, Dunal pointed out the caravan as it came down the road. Tightly swaddled against the cold,
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