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﹙the offer is intriguing, she must admit. a hand plucks carefully at the webbing like an instrument's string. she knows it's strong .. carefully, she climbs up to it﹚
is this your way of admitting the rumors of sleeping in
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hmm… I might have somethin’.
( pulling a cartridge from his belt, miles snaps it in half. A burst of condensed spider webbing flies out, and he quickly shapes it into a hammock between two air conditioners. )
try this .
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