He stood outside of the car, bewildered, as she walked up to the BMW’s front bumper. "I might return the question. 207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. Then, if you are bad to me, I can more easily blow off your head. "Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. Words of encouragement and sympathy were addressed to Jack, who, as he looked around, beheld many a friendly glance fixed upon him.
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