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1. The Cardiff night rests heavily over the city.
2. It never ceases to amaze her, really, how people so easily forget.
3. The gunfire broke the air around them.
4. She remembered being that cold and scared once.
5. “What the bloody hell are you doing in here?”
:: Post them, exactly as they are, punctuation, italics/etc, and all
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1. The Cardiff night rests heavily over the city.
2. It never ceases to amaze her, really, how people so easily forget.
3. The gunfire broke the air around them.
4. She remembered being that cold and scared once.
5. “What the bloody hell are you doing in here?”
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Date: 2010-02-18 06:53 am (UTC)(Me too! Once her personal drama is dealt with I think they need to go on an adventure.)