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Post by eepemma on Mar 18, 2010 16:30:20 GMT -1
Roxy leant against the side of the bar. Even for a saturday morning the bar was stupidly empty.
Roxy picked up a shot glass and filled it with Vodka before downing it in one and washing the glass. She replaced it exactly as it was before and sighed.
Where were all the punters?
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