no details. Then she had
blond hair, a hat of unspecified
make or style, drab clothes
and sunglasses. Noting her
raincoat, I became suspicious.
The weather wasn't doing anything
that I was aware of. I'd been looking
out the window all day, or
it suddenly seemed I had.
It was going to be
another of those cases
another of those cases
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