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This story started here. When he had gone away again, she asked, “What’s your other question?” I started to reply, but her expression looked entirely too smug. “What?” I asked. “Oh, I’m just assuming you’re going to ask about the curious incident of the dog in the nighttime.” “I don’t think so,” I said slowly, [...]

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§58 · January 20, 2008 · stories · (No comments) ·