The man who wanted to buy the house on Murtland asked me why the man was in the mud, talking to the garden gnome.
I wasn’t selling that house, I was just standing there smoking outside my own.
For some reason I wanted to answer the man’s question, and for a worse reason I didn’t want Rufus Lorris to speak to the man.
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