TEXT: Continue writing the following text: we squeezed through the door into a shambles of magazines , crockery , and fallen pictures strewn across the canted floor . it was like a third-class cabin on a sinking ship . pits cowered on the sofa , clinging to the uphill arm , the towel with which he 'd wiped his head still dangling from one hand . he squinted up at scuzzy as if wincing in advance . '' i did n't sic ' em on you ,
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TEXT: Continue writing the following text: in his right hand he had a three and a half foot long wooden rod with a strange orb at the tip . both had appeared out of thin air and master jason just smiled . '' let 's begin . '' he said . he held out the cloth and nodded and i could tell that he wanted me to take it . '' i 'm not sure i understand sir '' i said , as i took the
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TEXT: Continue writing the following text: his dad had done the same when he was nineteen . now , their relationship had evolved from father-son to good friends . his dad saw more than zack let anyone else see , including his infatuation for one elena rodriguez . '' you like her , do n't you ? '' '' it 's a little complicated . '' '' well , of course it 's
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TEXT: Continue writing the following text: '' and the two of you decided to tackle this by yourselves why exactly ? '' she asked , voice syrupy sweet , eyes blazing . i took a sip of ice water , stalling for time , but david already had an answer . '' because i do n't trust you , '' he said . '' her , '' david added , gesturing to me with a teaspoon , '' i
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