Tyle Sands -- page 8486
sit up
You sit up rubbing peas from your face as the back door of the Disco
Shack bursts open. Three black suited agents waving gleaming pistols
spill out into the pool of light flooding from the door to the
alley
Created by Bertie Ahern on Nov 23 2008
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