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- "I'm right as rain, Sheila. What do you want, an autograph?" Hale pulled a marker from his shorts pocket. A high-powered hustlegrinder like him had to be prepared for this situation, in all situations.
- She beckoned him. As a seven-foot-tall man, Hale had to squat down low to be able to speak face-to-face with the strange old woman.
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