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Man of any size lays hands on me, heβs going to bleed out in under a minute.
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A gun which consists of a brass knuckle and also a knife, 1939.
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βGΓΌnΓΌn en gΓΌzel saatleri bunlar. YanΔ±mda kal.β
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norma bates saved my life
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Charlotte Spencer as Charlotte Appleby in The Living & The Dead (S01E02)
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whitestetson:
Heβs already leaning forward a little so his hat tips into his hand with ease, he sets it on the table under her gaze.Β
βAinβt been out that way too much. Yβever miss that desert heat?β He doubts it on a day like this. The glass is covered in condensation almost instantly, he takes it from her and he thanks her quietly. If this small act of hospitality is anything to go by, heβs going to enjoy his stay.
Β Β Β βGod, not at all. Not even a little.β She sits down at the kitchen table with her drink and hooks her ankles together, shoulders pinched inwards, looking up at him.Β βI love this town. Nice to have a sea breeze from somewhere. Where did you come from? Sounds like a ways.β
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βI got a tad of my own, not lookinβ forward to that day too much but I reckon Iβll be too old to care about much at all by then.β He shakes his head, grave, sympathetic to her plight.Β
βWhereabouts you move here from? This place feels like itβs been here a good long time.β
Β Β Β βIβm told girls are different. Fingers crossed.β Another smile, edging on hopeful. βOh, it was. Norman and I moved here from Arizona. I bought the motel out of foreclosure not that long ago. It came with its troubles,β her smile fidgets on her face as she eyes the kitchen table, βbut itβs done us pretty well so far.β She stands where she is a moment, and then makes an arbitrary decision to turn to the fridge and get out the jug of iced tea, and then, turning to the cupboard:Β βYou want something to drink?βΒ
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whitestetson:
Being locked out is always a little spooky, Raylan doesnβt think much of it. Heβs followed Norma all the way and done his part as he said he would. It might not be his place to say anything but itβs more rude to walk off and leave without saying anything.
βTeenagers are as much work as people say they are, huh.β
Β Β Β βMaybe more.β Heβs still here. She finds herself not the least bit intimidated by him, which is a turn up for the books. Men have a way about them. Even Deputy Marshal Givens does, but itβs not at all difficult to press past the immediate, sour-tasting discomfort.Β βHeβs a sweet kid, really. Up until we moved here he never did a single thing wrong, but heβs seventeen now and I think heβs belatedly hitting his,β she makes a face, gestures in an arc with her hand as sheβs searching for the right words,Β βrebellious phase.β
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