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The Clues

The Clues

I jumped back. “Ugh!”

Garments of a working-man’s

fashion perhaps thirty years past lay in tatters upon dried skin

and bones, covered by crumbling newspaper. What remained of his

right hand clutched an empty bottle of whiskey.

“Been there for decades,”

Tony said.

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