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When he got to the driver’s side of his car, he cursed out loud. Some bastard had taken a coin or a nail and made a deep scratch along the paintwork all the way from back to front. He thought he saw someone watching from an upstairs window of the Wyatt house.
Bugger them. Bugger the lot of them, he thought, and got into his car and drove away.
Peter Robinson
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