When I pushed through the door, the wind smacked me. It was so cold outside that a lawyer would have his hands in his own pockets.
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“He’s not my boyfriend,” she said. “No? Does he know that?” “He does now.”

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Crime on the West and South Sides was pandemic, but nobody blamed it on the breakdown of families or unemployment or bad schools—it was always the cops’ fault.
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“I’m a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma.”
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Patti comes through the back door carrying a salad in a huge glass bowl. None of the men will eat it, unless maybe Patti draws her firearm, which is always a possibility.
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Losing your memory is like misplacing something, except not only can you not find the thing you lost, you also don’t even know what it is you lost. So you drift through the fog, hoping you’ll bump into something and recognize it when you do.

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