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River's sitting on the back of a booth -- on the back, literally, with her forearms resting on her knees and her back against the wall. There's a rafter near her head, a few feet up. She's wearing black boots, a yellow sundress, and the long brown coat Roland gave her. Several of its pockets, as usual, bulge slightly with odds and ends
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Well.
Kinda.
Not the whole room, really.
Just a bit of it.
That corner.
No, the other corner.
...
The other, other corner.
Right, the one with the doberman in it.
Quite honestly, it's the doberman watching her, not the corner. She's practicing her long-range begging techniques.
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First she nudges River's hand with her very cold nose, then licks it.
Thoroughly.
No sense doing the job half-way, is there?
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