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- I glanced at Frank. He and Caligula circled each other, occasionally trading blows, testing each other's defenses. Frank had no choice but to favor his left side. He moved stiffly, leaving a trail of bloody footprints on the asphalt that reminded me- quite inappropriately of a ballroom-dancing diagram Fred Astaire had once given me.
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