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Post by enigmamystere on Mar 19, 2013 9:15:16 GMT -5
Enigma flinched, hearing his words and muttering to himself. "...it's an antique store...I'm looking for an antique..." He sighed, shaking his head as he closely followed Gideon. He had a bad habit of correcting others, and it was all he could do to not press the issue any further.
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