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... s desk was covered in tabloids. The headlines screamed in big bold letters.
THE CLOWN CAR CRASHES.
MISFITS? MORE LIKE MISS-HITS.
THE END OF THE PURPLE DREAM.
STERLING SILVER? NO, JUST RUST.
Arthur Milton was sitting on the floor. He was surrounded by empty wrappers of chocolate bars. He looked like a man who had given up on life and decided to live in a confectionery shop.
"Do not read them Boss," Arthur whispered. "They are toxic. One paper said o ...
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