originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]The man spoke like someone who had smoked for forty years, his voice gravelly and generally abrasive.[/i]
"I'm Trashcan Jesus, punk. What the f*ck are you doin' in my truck?"
[i]He asked, looking at Dusk unamused.[/i]
English
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[i]He rubs his head. He glances back, shrugging. [/i] "I have no idea. Oh well, I'm here now."
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"Cool. Then help me load it up." [i]He said, moving to begin throwing bags into the back of his truck.[/i]