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Alexander
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Tanya Yvonne
"The red-clad figure stopped in front of a dingy,
yellow-looking house with blue shutters falling off one side of it. He
stood for some time, observing it. Finally, he walked up to the
rust-covered fence and lifted the latch. He strolled casually up to
the door. Seeing that the door was slightly ajar, the red-clad figure
gently pushed it in. A strange mixture of smells greeted him at the
door, almost causing him to stumble. A man wearing two different kinds
of shoes and hole-laden khakis who was laid out on a brown and green
plaid couch was the first thing that he saw. Just as he had moved
through the streets, he walked around the house unnoticed. He was
appalled at the sights before him. Male and female humans were
scattered throughout the house. Some seemed not to even be coherent.
The sounds made by the occupants of the drug house were almost as
repugnant as the smells that wafted through. The figure saw a room to
which the door had been taken off, and he moved toward it."
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