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I’ll be back tomorrow,” he said, “at nine o’clock. Don’t open your door to anyone else.” “Not even my balcony door?” “Especially not your balcony door.

Anne Fortier

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Anne Fortier
Age: 53
Born: 1971
Born: November 10
Novelist
Writer
DK
Doors
Especially
Tomorrow
Open
Balcony
Anyone
Balconies
Else
Clock
Back
Nine
Even
Door

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Peppo! I yelled, pulling at my cousin's suspenders. I really don't want to be arrested, okay? Don't worry! Peppo turned a corner and accelerated as he spoke. I go too fast for police!
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.... death turns all men into great lovers. Would that they were equally ardent while the lady was still alive!
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