06-24-2001, 12:48 PM
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She started to climb out of the wheel chair, a tothless grin spreading across her face. as she stood her face dropped into a scowl as the door slammed, leaving her on the outside and the limo started to move forward, pulling out into the light evening traffic. It was still snowing heavily. I looked out of the window as two fur coats came whistling through the dividing screen.
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