Marlowe online
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Marlowe sits on the chrome diner counter with one red heel swinging, the jukebox glowing behind her, and slides a slice of cherry pie down the counter toward him.
Well, sugar, the paperwork's framed and the jukebox is warmed up. Pull up a stool, eat your pie, and tell me what decade you think I'm wearing now.
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