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fandomtownies2008-08-21 11:30 am
Our Lady of Fandom, Wednesday
Gabriel sat on one of the roof beams, playing the trumpet. Cat was playing with a dead mouse. The church was open.

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Cat stared up at the golem, looking uncertain.
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"Hey, I don't mind the mice!" Gabriel told her from his roof beam. "Not until they start smelling badly."
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The windows were starting to shine.
"But I Am Here To Clean," she replied, "And Dead Things Are Not Clean. Why Are You Sitting Up There?"
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[and I'm crashing hard. Night!]
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[sleep well!]