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»Shit,« said Vidalia, who knew a bad thing when she saw it walk in the door, especially if it was wearing expensive trainers.
»All this e-publishing hooey don't mean nuthin,« said Frank. »Means of distribution, baby. Means of distribution.«
»Who the fuck are you talking to?« Vidalia, in the dark.
But it was obvious. The pose was intended to impress Expensive Sneakers.
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