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God has freed all men to do.
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A constant low rumble that thrummed through
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dmaestro
07-Jul-20, 09:50
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 Deleted by obsteve on 07-Jul-20, 16:15.
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all the surroundings of the house and
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didn't stop until everything and everyone froze
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Inside the tent, she found controlled chaos.
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Hard to describe what she found in
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a woman worn down by fatigue and
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bad dressed and old , horrible strong odor
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"You're another mercenary?"
"I'm the new supply
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The woman was terrifying at this overwhelming
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dusty chaos. "See those supply trucks?"
The
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Trucks were so many and flied of
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Illegal substances and stolen articles of wealth
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But they were so organized and strictly
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Professional. Surveillance was also part of the
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mini-city of supply mountains and rumbling trucks
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They were so successful in their operations
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that they did not have maximum surveillance
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and no guards at day and night
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meaning is this a trick or is
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glinting with dark humor.
"Don't expect looks
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It was now to make a move
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and too see the reaction of everyone
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The four trucks were piled high with
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Illegal drugs of all kind and money
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that perhaps was worth millions of dollars
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. Cornmeal sacks and water purification systems and
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all kind of engendering sophisticated
expensive devices
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With upgraded technology and engineering
software tools
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