Jenny had wandered through her share of trendy neighborhoods — the Lower East Side, the Mission, LA’s Venice and Silver Lake — but she’d never before experienced such a motley assortment of hipsters, punks, cybergoths, gang-bangers, surfers, losers, stoners, posers, and countless other subspecies, all mingled together into one volatile soup.
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But there’s a great difference between looking for a killer and finding him. Who knows where he will strike again? The next here, if there is one, may be Alaska. No — the best place to pick up his trail is at the beginning,
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The normally phlegmatic Coldmoon took a step toward Corvin, so close his chest was actually touching the bouncer’s crossed arms. He leaned into his face and spoke in a whisper. “Did you just say ‘fucking’ car? About my Shelby? ”
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“There are always strangers — tourists — in town that time of year,” replied Waintree. “Right up to the last leaf falling.

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