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Quand il pleut, il pleut
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Join Date: Aug 2009
Posts: 76,847
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Quand il pleut, il pleut
Join Date: Aug 2009
Posts: 76,847
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..standing on the top steps of the cold, dark, musty cellar and looking into Jo's eyes, I could see that this wasn't a dream...the look of fear on Jo's face told me this was very real...
...'Who is Cal..?'..I whispered to him....
...Joe took out his pipe, the flame from the match flickered in the darkness as he slowly lit it and raised his eyes to mine...
...'I knew that one day, you would ask this question and that I would have to speak that name again........'....
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