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DON’T BELIEVE WHAT you hear about me.
I don’t rob people. Robbery means taking
something with force. I hate violence, and I’ve
never used a weapon in my life. Besides, I’m
too good to need force. If I take something
of yours, you won’t know until it’s gone, and
you’ll never know it was me.
I’m a thief. A great thief. Or I was.
But right now I was a woman waiting in
the rain for her brother.
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