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tales of horror pt one the dinner
as the man walks down the road, the steady and hard footing giving him comfort, cool wind chilling his nose. he was on his was to the local diner after a long day of unpacking. he sat at a closed table looking at his watch every few moments. "where the hell is he" he muttered. as he looked out over the dinner to see a boy in a black shirt
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