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"There are days," Ray says to no one in particular as he comes through the door, "when I really wish I didn't read the newspaper."
He plops down in his favorite seat near the door and orders breakfast and extra strong coffee from one of the rats. He's going to need it to get through the article in the paper about a pair of supposed bottled ghosts sold at auction.
He plops down in his favorite seat near the door and orders breakfast and extra strong coffee from one of the rats. He's going to need it to get through the article in the paper about a pair of supposed bottled ghosts sold at auction.