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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 9:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 10:05 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 10:38 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 11:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 11:21 pm
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Miguel had long since given up on the bookstore endeavour. too many people were moving around. it wouldn't have given him a good chance to swipe anything. his stomach protested, as if trying to tell him he should have stayed. but, he'd made up his mind. he continued to wander the streets, looking to find somewhere to lower himself to begging. he didn't care too much, but it still wasn't the best thing, having to beg like a dog for other people's change. soon, he came across a cafe. 'perfect.' he thought to himself. people tended to have spare coinage around there. and he may even be able to score some food to tie him over. he made his way over, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. the first thing to catch his eye was a girl sitting alone. it wasn't so much as her as it was the newspaper she held. he slowly got close enough to make out the headline, and see the pictures. his eyes widened slightly. from what he could make out, the article described the scene he'd arrived late at the night before. he didn't realize he was sort of standing around, gawking slightly at the newspaper.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 12:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 5:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 6:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 7:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 8:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 9:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 9:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 9:48 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 9:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 10:33 pm
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