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…nager stood over me with a smirk. He had clown-like features, and his face hovered above the trees. He spoke in a muffled voice, "You were just in the way of my anger, kid. If it weren't you, it would be someone else."
Mark Tulin
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Well, at least this bad guy's self aware
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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