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From: "Adele Choi" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 2 Jan 2007 11:46:43 -0900

He didnt think he could have wriggled through one of those even on his fittest day, which this wasnt.
There was a Kreig lock on the pantry door now, and a bolt on the bulkhead almost as thick as his wrist.
The untidy litter of boxes was still there, including the ones containing the sample packets of Novril.
In the picture she looked like something whose bones might have been exhumed from the La Brea Tar Pits.The other, while not your standard Hollywood happy ending, at least holds out some hope for the future. He didnt think he could have wriggled through one of those even on his fittest day, which this wasnt.The other, while not your standard Hollywood happy ending, at least holds out some hope for the future.
He didnt think he could have wriggled through one of those even on his fittest day, which this wasnt.The other, while not your standard Hollywood happy ending, at least holds out some hope for the future.
He didnt think he could have wriggled through one of those even on his fittest day, which this wasnt.