"Ray," Frase started. And stopped. Which I knew even before Dief barked at me, thank you very much. His eyes were focused and you could just see the shiny little wheels turning and turning in his perfect head. Then we were off, and boy, hang on to your hat, your sunglasses and your dentures, because I didn't think we were going to be stopping anywhere to collect $240-someshit Canadian dollars until we got where Fraser was going.
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- 1: Stores with rancid vibes
- 2: Or as much dignity as you can with a walrus mustache
- 3: Clearly I should only do Stuff to the fire while wearing leather gloves with long gauntlet cuffs
- 4: Talking about the weather...
- 5: I've read 61 detective novels this year so far. Lol.
- 6: Specifications of a Locked Room
- 7: A fascinating 1920s portrait of a seedy London nightclub
- 8: The thing about the adaptational changes made to The Seven Dials Mystery
- 9: at present you are a nuisance to your friends and a disgrace to your country's legislature
- 10: Lemony desserts lemonier?
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