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144 I think he heard about the backpack and the spitballs finally. “Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you dying of cancer or something?” He demanded. Of course, there'll be a few kinks to straighten out. While he was swinging in mid air, Thames regarded his uncle with a stern look, and cried in a menacing voice, "We shall meet again.
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