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... around the edges, softened into something like dialect. "A cab! A cab to where--?" Czcibor...s grand, as Czci's sliding his phone shut and pocketing it; he waves the ... as they go along. "Your lady..." His phone buzzes a text. Karl leads the way...lights on upstairs. And he pulls the phone out again, totally preoccupied; he looks at...if the German is any good at identifying plants, he'll be able to tell...
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