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... ling a wedge of jaundiced glow onto the porch.
’It’s time to party I suppose,’ Mr. Valen thought as he stepped inside, his eyes narrowed, expecting harsh flashing lights.
But that was not the case; the first thing that assaulted him, even before he fully stepped inside, was the smell.
The air was thick with perfume and cigarette smoke, undercut by the sour tang of spilled liquor.
Inside, bodies pressed together as youths danced, their faces flushed from drinks, th ...
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