“This green earth? Who the fuck is writing your lines?” Ben says sarcastically. “Then it had to be the bus, maybe it was fitted out with a massive magnet, like the scrap yards have.”
Fabian shakes his head. “Nah, the first thing he allowed us to do was walk inside.
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