RENAISSANCE WEREWOLF
Then, without a trace, the mysterious lady vanished.
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Pascal and Marcus crossed the asphalt, each clutching packages from the eatery where they had gone for breakfast. As they briskly headed towards the hospital building, Marcus spoke up.
"Pascal, have you thought about my proposal?"
Pascal pursed his lips and stayed quiet, a man played quilter on a nearby pedestrian.
"Lovers season is here, don't forget," Marcus glanced at Pascal, "It's the Month of Lovers, you know."
Just then, a group of girls surged towards them, and jostled them each some fliers.
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