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1:30:05
"I rolled over,
gripping the aristocrat's boot as I went, stop.

1:30:08
He toppled like a stone statue.
I lashed out at him.

1:30:24
When the prince bounced on the ground
he was dead, stop.

1:30:27
And his blood wasn't blue, stop.
It was the same as yours and mine.

1:30:32
I felt better, stop.
That's all I remember.

1:30:35
Chapter 13.
1:30:38
Outside I hailed a cab. Its tyres screeched
on the hot tarmac as it drew up.

1:30:43
'Follow that car', I said, leaping in. "
1:30:46
Where do you get your ideas from, Mickey?
1:30:59
I'll get the bastards yet.
1:31:03
I wish my leg didn't itch.

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