While Profane, dreamy, went on to tell of his nights with the Alligator Patrol, and how he’d hunted one pinto beast through Fairing’s Parish; cornered and killed it in a chamber lit by some frightening radiance.
Heaven's grace inwheel ye, and all good thoughts and prayers dwell about ye.
Jones popped a four-bagger into the upper-deck in the fifth.
Peitz tapped the screen and scrolled through a variety of drink icons. He double tapped a couple of others to add the extras and the comm dinged once it registered the final selection.
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