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Oct 15, 2005 00:30
It's near dusk, the last daylight fading from the sky.
Cuthbert's stretched out on one of the flat rocks by the lakeshore--on the other side of the lake from the greenhouse.
There's a cigarette in one hand, half burned down.
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