Tuesday, January 09, 2007

sam plays his spade and his maltesers

She walked into the room like spring came early. The kind of broad that makes men weak in the wallet. This gumshoe saw trouble. But he wasn't the type to turn his back on trouble. Especially when it had blonde hair and a pout that said, "I need your help Dick, he's after me and I don't know where else to go..."

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