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... blew it away.
Looking at the figure that had fallen in the crowd not far off, the man standing by the window gave a faint smile, retracted the revolver pressed against the sill, and used his raised pinky to brush aside the slightly parted curtain.
Screams and shouts rose and fell, and blood red replaced the sunset hidden behind the clouds... That was indeed the color the street ought to wear.
But the militia were unexpectedly weak. He had thought more would die, yet many ...
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