12-23-2018, 08:20 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Cosette was there in a lame track post, lingering towards the back and silently listening in. She perked up at the news of their new target, already brewing ideas on how to participate, wondering if they could somehow poison their water supply. It had happened to them before and had caused quite the damage--considering she was one of those that drank from it, but she tried not to think about that.
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