"Try this for a deep, dark secret: The great detective Miss Steele, she doesn't exist...I invented her" I'd always loved excitement, So I studied and apprenticed, and put my name on an Blogg. But absolutely no one knocked on my door. So I invented a superior. It was working like a charm. Until the day she walked in, with her blue eyes and mysterious past. And before I knew it, she assumed Miss Steele's identity.. It's a dangerous way to live, But as long as people buy it I can get the job done. We never mix business with pleasure. Well...almost never. I don't even know her real name!
Fröken Lycklig drack sköna lattes och vänninan tjärate med apelsin. Det regnade och fötterna blev blöta och kalla, men det gjorde inget för jag blev alldeles varm i kroppen av hennes leende ögon och heta läppar.
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