Book 11: Tammy Interludes     "Ch-Changes" Part 3

 
Thursday 5th October 2017
 

Tammy was awake early, despite her late night clandestine activity, and logged into her existing business telecom account to order a new fibre and voice package for the Princes Street address. She never watched TV so there was no point getting cable, even if it had been available in Thurso! The good news was that she had spotted an existing phone line and it wouldn't take much work to upgrade it. She wondered about what name to put on the new line, finally choosing Katie Flight. The shop window could be used to advertise her properties, but there was no harm in promoting the air services that were available via Smart Air. Perhaps she could ask her father to pay for that promotion?

Tammy thought back to the advice she'd been given when she'd had her training at Room 41 a year earlier, which had ranged from the theoretical to the practical, mind-bending complex to common-sense simple, and physical to virtual. One rule was simple to suggest but harder to implement in practice - make your communications appear to come from a different location. With fixed line, or mobile, network connections you could use techniques such as VPN - Virtual Private Network - or TOR so that your entry point onto the internet appears to be elsewhere in your own country or even overseas.

She registered with a proven commercial VPN provider and then, via Amazon, priority ordered a wifi router with 3g/4g backup. Finally she ordered a Voice over IP phone, giving herself a London phone number.

Zara did her breakfast before Tammy drove down to the university, it almost seemed as if Ben was waiting for her in the foyer.

"How did the interview go, Tammy?"

"Well, I'm still here, a free girl!"

"Yes, but that simply means you aren't detained."

"Let's put it this way, the interview was a washout for them and I left the room happy with the result."

"Don't forget you're obliged to tell us if you're arrested or charged."

"Yes, I'm well aware."

"Good, let me get you a coffee."

"You don't have to?"

"I'm hoping you can focus a bit more today than you did on Tuesday, I hope you got plenty of sleep last night?"

"Of course, but perhaps a double espresso would help?"

The morning session went well. At break time she received a text from her phone provider confirming an engineer visit for the following Wednesday, things were moving forward. As she collected a mid morning coffee her electrician confirmed he was finishing his work just after lunch and could he drop the keys back? Tammy replied that she'd see him there.

At lunchtime she drove to her offsite storage, behind the printing company, and collected her safe-cracking kit. She was back in the car when her phone rang.

"Yes, Pru?"

"I had a call asking after you this morning, I said you were at university today?"

"Thanks, did you get a name?"

"No, he rang off as soon as I said you were out."

"Okay, if he calls back please try to get a name?"

"Of course. Are you going back there?"

"I've got things to do in town."

"Okay, your parents are due back at tea time."

"Thanks."

She drove down to the house on Princes Street and found a parking space, on the through road, realising that her car stood out wherever she left it. Was that such a good idea? She walked around to the back of the building and tapped on the rear door, it was a minute before the electrician let her in.

"Another ten minutes or so and I'll be done."

"Thanks, where are you working?"

"In the basement."

Tammy went up to the top floor and looked at the work, he was good. She now had extra power outlets on at least two walls of each room, plus a double numbered network socket everywhere, although her office got extra power and extra ethernet - just in case. The original socket fronts had been replaced and Tammy had no doubt that any substandard cabling will have been replaced. The other noticeable factor was that the rooms were clean, if you didn't know work had been done then you wouldn't have been able to spot it.

She pulled out her phone and started calling known decorating tradesmen, although one was a young lady, and she was the only one available.

"I need a house painted inside. Three, no four, floors."

"Are the walls in good condition?"

"Yes."

"Could I come around?"

Tammy gave her the address. "I'm there now, just waiting for the electrician to finish."

"Okay, see you in half an hour?"

Tammy finally made it to the basement and found the guy putting his tools away.

"All the new sockets have been run into a new distribution panel, there wasn't enough space in the original one. Each floor has its own trip but the kitchen and the office are independent. There's an earth bar outside and I've renewed the main earth cable, everything is bonded to that."

"What about lighting?"

"I've replaced what needed to be changed and fitted LED lamps everywhere. They're coming down in price and use very little power."

"You can come back if I find anything else that needs doing?"

"Of course, but book me in advance!"

"Err, how about a full day two weeks from now? I'll call if I don't need you."

"Sure. Now, all the network points come into a patch panel, all the cabling is Cat6 by the way. There's space for your router and I've left you a dozen patch leads."

"Thank you, I appreciate it. What's the bill?"

"Two thousand five hundred." He handed her an invoice. "It's all guaranteed, but if you have any trouble just give me a call and I'll pop back."

"I appreciate it. I'll pay that directly."

He handed over the keys and left, whistling as he went. Tammy waited until she heard the door close then took out her tool kit. The panel opened easily, if you knew where to push, and she wondered if the electrician had found the safe during his work? He hadn't mentioned it so she relaxed.

She had a go, spending twenty minutes without getting anywhere. That wasn't any good. She gave up when she heard a noise on the floor above. She closed the panel, hid the tools in her bag then went to investigate.

"Hi I'm Kate the Paint, did I speak to you?"

"Yes, come in, I'm Tammy."

Tammy took her up to the top floor and gave her tour, telling her what colour she wanted each room.

"So that's a storeroom?"

"Probably a dressing room, so lilac like the main bedroom?"

They reached the guest room and Tammy realised she may end up with a permanent guest. "Err, how about Rose in here."

Eventually they reached the basement.

"Wow, nice room, Tammy, what are you planning to do?"

"Low lighting, music, chill!"

"Oh yes! Any thoughts on the colour?"

"No, what about you?"

"Tell me, what do you like? Personal tastes, places, people?"

"I love the Caribbean, the beaches, the surf."

"How about a beach feel, so when there's a storm outside you can come down here and imagine you're somewhere else? I bet you won't hear the wind and the rain in here?"

"Sounds good, but I wasn't expecting art?"

"Look, I'm a frustrated artist who makes a living slapping white paint on walls and ceilings!"

"Price?"

"I'll let you know when I've finished - if it's good then I'll want to photograph it and use that to advertise for more of the same, then you get a discount!"

"So long as you don't post this address on social media or a website."

"Oh no, I promise anonymity!"

"When can you start?"

"Saturday? I'm finishing off a job around the corner and I had a cancellation."

"Sure, I'll meet you here at ten and give you a key?"

"Nine?"

Tammy groaned inwardly, she hadn't had a full nights sleep for a few days. "Okay, nine."

They exchanged business cards and Kate left in a happy mood. Tammy hoped she'd do a good job as a few of her properties were coming up to end of lease and might need decorating. Her other painters were just that, slappers of paint.

She gave up for the day and walked to a locksmith's shop along the road to make a copy of the rear door key. She also bought new locks, once the works were done all the locks would be changed.

She dropped into her office and caught up with the outstanding emails until her phone rang.

"Hi Joey."

"You haven't called me?"

"I thought you needed space and not any complications from me. Anyway, your mum was there?"

"She didn't help, she still wouldn't see it."

"I thought she knew the full story?"

"She didn't want to know, as far as she's concerned he's still her husband." Joey almost spat the last words.

"Isn't the divorce done?"

"It's been on hold whilst he's been on remand, and mum did it as a no fault application. He just needed to sign it off but I guess he's not in a hurry."

"And you're still under eighteen?"

"Yes, it's important to me that we cut the ties and I forget him."

"Anyway, what's the verdict?"

"We're waiting, the tribunal has gone to consider the evidence. Mum wouldn't go into the court this morning, that's when I was giving my evidence."

"Oh, you had your solicitor though?"

"A local one, she was more experienced in military cases than Kelly. She was astounded that mum just brought me to the Court Martial this morning then left."

"I'm sorry, Joey, I don't know what to say?"

"We're coming back tomorrow, getting the night train, so I'll be back at mum's on Saturday."

"Let me know and I'll sort out a table in the hotel?"

"Okay, thanks, Tammy, but I'm a bit skint."

"I'll pay."

"Okay, perhaps a beer too?"

"I don't think so, young lady, I don't want to get into trouble with Frances!"

Joey laughed. "Okay, okay. Anyway I have to go back inside. See you in a few days."

Tammy got on with her work and paid the electrician. It wasn't cheap, but he had effectively rewired it and probably future proofed it. She noted that the new consumer units included a sticker claiming they were compliant with Edition 17 of the UK electrical regulations. One thing was that she hadn't asked him to check the shop and that had been locked. She guessed there was a separate supply for there and it was likely overdue for updating. That meant more expense, but at least the house would soon be ready for occupation.

She ate dinner in the kitchen with her parents that night who had clearly been informed that Maisie had gone.

"Did she go back to the army base?"

"No, and I doubt she will."

"Oh, was she in trouble? You do seem to attract problems?"

"Yes, dad, she was in trouble but it's being sorted. She couldn't stay here any longer and it's best that very few people know where she went."

"Although you did a fourteen hundred nautical mile round trip yesterday?"

"Yes ....."

"How was it?"

"She performed great."

"I had a look at the logbook when we boarded this morning, my phone found wifi on board?"

"It's a useful extra."

"I still can't believe someone just gave you a plane?"

"Friends in the right places, Mum, apparently it was seized by authorities from someone who couldn't pay a fine, or something like that. Someone had the foresight to offer it to me, no strings attached. There's no way my little plane could have done yesterday's trip without two extra refuelling stops, and a few extra hours in the air! Then, it's earning money without having to lease a six seater? How many times a month does it do commercial runs, Dad?"

"Varies between ten and fifteen trips, some one way and some returns. That pays for all the maintenance and fees, leaving enough profit to cope with our private runs. It's a good deal from my perspective, and you didn't seem to mind it today?"

Joan shrugged. "It was okay, I suppose."

Tammy laughed. "It's fitted out for business class and you think it's okay?"

Joan glared at Tammy, clearly not in the mood for frivolity. Fortunately dinner was done, but Zara had finished for the day so Tammy cleared the table top contents into the dishwasher and put that on. Her parents left the kitchen and Tammy made it up to her room to wash and change, she was done with the day.

She laid on her bed to read a book but dozed off, her phone rang at nine.

"Yes?"

"It's Maisie."

"Oh, sorry, I fell asleep. What's up?"

"I meant to call you yesterday but we were busy, I mean Sophie took my fingerprints!"

Tammy looked at the phone and saw that the encryption symbol was missing.

"Stop there, Maisie, this line isn't secure. Ask Heather if you can use her phone."

"She's already gone to her room. Anyway, it's rained since you took off! I thought you said it was dry here?"

"It's got to rain a little sometime, but I bet the next week is dry. Call me tomorrow from a different phone, okay?"

"You are going to come and visit? Please!"

"I'll try. Got to go!"

"Oh, okay, good night."

Tammy hit the End button and put her phone on charge.

 
Friday 6th October 2017
 

Tammy drove to the lock-up behind the printers and loaded one of the home kits into her car before driving around to Princes Street and parking outside the shop. This time it made sense to use the front door so at least the box could do in on the level, however she was relieved to lock behind her, she definitely didn't want to attract attention to the shop until she was ready.

In theory nobody had booked her time today, but a notification from Amazon told her that a package was due between ten thirty and twelve thirty at her office so she locked up without doing her much and drove back to her usual space behind Sarah's shop. This visit to the office gave her time to catch up a bit more and issue end of lease reminders to a few of the customers.

The clock ticked past eleven and she started to have second doubts. Unfortunately her stomach also decided it was almost lunchtime, but she knew what would happen if she made a five minute trip to the bakery.

At eleven forty the buzzer sounded and a courier handed a box to her. Having decided it was a dry day, and a walk wouldn't do any harm, Tammy left her car where it was and took herself, her laptop bag and the still-wrapped package to the bakery. From there she went to the bank and withdrew a hundred pounds from the in-branch machine.

Next she walked into one of the local convenience stores where she was barely acknowledged by the cashier, Tammy purchased a pay-as-you-go sim card. The cashier was finally interested in Tammy's top-up and was pleased when fifty pounds cash was added. Tammy suspected the girl would get commission for the sale but she had no idea how long that would last, and Tammy didn't want to run out soon.

Finally she returned to the house, laden but without having dropped anything. She realised she didn't have a kettle, a fridge or any of the necessary items to make a hot drink or store chilled foodstuffs. She walked into the kitchen and examined the available space. There was room under the worktop for a small larder fridge but a freezer would have to go into the utility room, not ideal, but at least there was power in both locations.

She rang the local electrical dealers Chessors.

"Do you do deliveries?"

"Yes, but there's a charge if the order is under forty pounds."

"Well, I'm fitting out a new place and I need a fridge, a freezer, a microwave and a kettle as soon as possible? There will be more but that can wait until next week."

"Any particular brands?" He rattled off a list of names, half of which Tammy recognised.

"I want reliability. If you could recommend a couple?"

"Well there are some brands that break down less often than others, but it's marginal."

Tammy took his recommendations and settled by quoting her debit card number. Delivery was set for that evening, five-thirty. Tammy guessed a level entry would be easier than carrying a bulky fridge up the steps to told them to deliver to the shop door.

Finally she set about the home kit and read the included instruction manual. "Okay, how does this go?"

The system relied on network connections, that much she knew already, so she installed the router that had been delivered that morning and fitted the new SIM card. It wasn't long before she had an insecure wifi network access point. Quickly she established the security protocols, reconnected, then put the VPN account information into the correct screen. She tested Google on her laptop and found that she was supposed to be in North London. The router's identity was also now hidden.

"Good, so far."

She ensured the outer doors were all locked, went into the kitchen with her laptop, placing it on a worktop. She verified that the wifi signal reached there, although for her next task she didn't need it. Looking inside the top layer of the equipment box she'd found a DVD with a label 'Play Me First!'.

The DVD had a menu giving various options to Tammy selected the option for installing a 'Home Kit'. There were twelve interior cameras with audio, six exterior cameras, four off-site cameras with wireless transmitters, eight microphones and a DVR that would hold recording for up to six months. Instructions were included for installing a full battery backed system but she needed additional items, she called Chessors back.

"I need a monitor, a twelve volt supply and a twelve volt leisure battery. The monitor must have a twelve volt option."

"This sounds like parts of a security system?"

"Indeed."

"We do a caravan television, it's twenty four inches and accepts twelve volts or mains and has inputs for RGB, VGA and HDMI. We also stock power supplies for local radio hams so one of those would do, do you know how much current you'll need?"

"Three to five amps."

"Okay. Now, we don't stock the batteries but I'll give you a number. You'll have to go there yourself, he doesn't deliver."

"Sounds good. What's the damage?"

The salesman, Tammy guessed he was probably the owner, totted it up and stated the total but then came up with a lower price.

"I guess you'll be back for a washing machine and a large telly soon? I look after my repeat customers so there's a discount on your order, we'll drop it all to you later."

Tammy repeated her card number and wondered about transferring some money over later. "Can I come down now, I think I need the bits a bit quicker than that!"

"Of course, we'll have it ready."

Tammy hadn't brought her car so spent twenty minutes walking to the shop, then back to her car, before driving to Prince's St. In total nearly half an hour had gone.

Tammy began installing the system. Four hours later, she was finished and pleased with her work. One would firstly have to know the system was there and what the components looked like to find them, the main box looked like a CISCO network firewall, hidden in plain sight in the network cabinet.

In a change to the suggested configuration, she'd installed the monitor in her office. Currently it was sat on top of the box it had been delivered in. A Raspberry Pi connected via the network to the box downstairs and provided the mouse, keyboard and video connections. Now that she knew which port number the monitoring kit was plugged into, she could walk back downstairs to patch the relevant port into the router, alongside the connection from the actual digital video recorder that was in the rack. Two green flashing lights indicated a full connection.

Tammy unlocked her phone, entered the PIN for the encryption sub-menu and dialled.

"RamAir Charters." A familiar voice answered.

Tammy smiled. "Hello cousin Krystel."

"Hey there Tammy-girl. What's up?" Krystel asked.

"I just finished installing a home kit for a place I have."

"Nice. Are you close to the display?" Krystel asked.

"Just a moment." Tammy went upstairs to the room she had chosen for her office. "I am now."

"Standby."

Tammy looked at the screen, saw it go blank then flash - just as if it had reset. Finally it flashed once more then a grid was displayed with all the available cameras.

"Ok. Your interior and exterior system is up. All that's left is your perimeter. Across the street, behind the building is a street light. You climb up there and install a perimeter camera with transmitter. Opposite side, out front, is another. That one'll be even trickier. Get those done and you're all secure." Krystel told her.

Tammy replied. "Good. So you can access this too?"

"I can now. I was able to grab it through your network connection. Pay attention, this is us watching your six. Got it?" Krystel asked.

"Sure, can I access this on my phone like my office system?"

"Of course, I'll setup an app for you and send a link to your phone. Just install it, everything will work."

"Thanks. Now, I want to ask for something but I can accept a 'not possible' answer?"

"Okay, ask."

"Can you get into my government files? My NHS and National Insurance files in particular, although the Ministry of Defence might also prove interesting. I need to find out who has been accessing them, digging into my past and wanting to stir things locally?"

Krystel sighed. "Okay, that's your health insurance, social security and DoD? What happened, this time?"

Tammy gave her a summary of the events at Fort George and the two investigators that came to Thurso.

"That's just wonderful. Okay. I'll take a look, but only your files. I'll email you what I find. That said, you'll be getting some money sent to your regular account."

Tammy chuckled. "That'll be useful. Is uncle sending my allowance?"

"Something like that. Some good advice; start wearing one of the hair barrettes all the time. Other good advice; send reports. Especially when shit happens. Keep it to only what pertains to your involvement if you need to. Respect the privacy agreement." Krystel reminded.

Tammy sighed. "Right. Question. How did 'Uncle' know I was supposed to be at briefings? He mentioned talking to Sean."

"I'm not supposed to have details, but it's a joint thing. We know things, your side knows things and can give you more to work with. Your side is on the lead. Everybody is working, but you're the only one on double duty. Which is why you get some allowance." Krystel explained.

Tammy asked. "If I fly the Epic for my activities, like to go to the briefing and taking Maisie to a safe house, does that go under 'work'?"

"Yes on the former, no on the latter. Make and send an invoice as if you were chartered, we'll pay the company and you'll get your pay that way, minus taxes. Should you be out of your usual area for more than a day, let us know. Saves time hunting for you if we don't need to." Krystel advised.

"Noted. I'll do that. I'll email it to you and file with the company here." Tammy said.

"Is that everything?" Krystel asked.

Tammy answered. "For now, yes. I'm about to try cracking a safe. I need to find the right video first."

"Is it a regular safe? Is it a name brand?"

"Sentrysafe."

"That won't be a problem. Watch the DVD. In the main menu you'll find the correct video. Watch it and you'll see how the kit will get you in it in about five to ten minutes." Krystel commented then spoke to someone else. "No, she's about to. A Sentry. Tammy turn around and wave."

"Hi!" Tammy said as she waved to the camera in the room. "No running about naked for me!"

Krystel laughed. "Whatever floats your boat, we won't pay any mind. Only when a stranger comes on camera will it get picked up. If we know you're out, we'll get an alert and stream it to your phone. I'm already flagging your parents and sisters to be recognized by the system."

"I hadn't planned giving them keys. Anything else I should do?"

"Get doorbell cameras. People will see those and probably not look for others. Just remember to change the passcode so it's not easy for everybody and their kid to hack them. A commercial alarm system would help too, gives a sense of normality!" Kimberly said loud enough to be heard.

"I could hear her. Thank you, I will."

Krystel spoke up. "Since we have you on the phone; over in Perth is a Jump club. Paragon Sky Dive. Reasonable rates. Try to get in some jumps once a month if you can. Anything else you need?"

"I believe that's me done. Thank you." Tammy replied.

Krystel signed off. "Have fun."

Tammy disconnected then found the correct DVD menu for defeating safes. She watched the segment for the kind she had twice and began working with the kit to open it. Eight minutes later she turned the lever and pulled the door open. She quickly noted the number.

"That really worked!" Tammy cheered to herself then looked inside. "Oh, it isn't empty!"

Wrapped in linen was a small bundle. Tammy carefully picked it up and opened the linen to find a small gold bar. She closely looked whilst she weighed it in her hand .... "maybe a few ounces?" There were no markings on the bar so Tammy guessed it hadn't been pressed at one of the recognised places. She hadn't checked what the property had been in the past, but most recently it had a fishing equipment store, killed off by the internet.

She put the gold back and shut the safe. At least she now had the combination, but how to change that? She went back to the kitchen where her laptop was sat, then put the address into a search engine. Thirty years ago it had been a gold and silver dealer but the owner had died in mysterious circumstances in 1987. Named Kirk McDuff, he had also been a popular shinty player and had paid for their team strip one season when the sponsor had pulled out.

So he had died in a locked store and nothing had been stolen.

Tammy wasn't convinced that it was natural causes, but that was the verdict of the fatal accident inquiry. There was no explanation for the shop safe being wide open, but apparently nothing had gone. In one article there was a photo of the open safe and very little was on the shelves apart from his scales and a few items of silver.

Tammy went back into the basement and opened the safe again. Using the light on her phone she looked on the back of the door, finding a date of 5/5/1983. That helped rule out, probably, anyone before McDuff, but had the gold been in there since at least then? She now had a better look, the safe was gunmetal grey and fitted in the bottom was a sheet almost the same colour, easily overlooked. Tammy removed it, finding it to be an envelope.

It appeared to be blank until she tilted the envelope towards light then saw the words "Do not open me until I'm gone."

Tammy's first instinct was to rip it open, but she needed help. Upstairs there was knocking, she looked at her phone and it was half past five. It would have to wait.

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It only took ten minutes to complete the delivery and now both of the refrigeration devices were chilling.

Outside it was now dark, she stood in the utility room and looked over the small yard at the back wondering how to a camera up there? She stepped outside and looked up, turning around to look at her office window and the guttering above it. She walked down into the yard and tried to get a better angle. The question was, did the guttering need cleaning or fixing? It wasn't cheap to get a scaffold tower just to inspect the building.

Across the yard, however, the building there was the same height so Tammy had an idea, but it would have to wait. Her phone started to ring so she walked back indoors.

"Hello?"

"It's Heather, how are you?"

"Fine, I guess Maisie has given you a briefing?"

"Yes, but it was a little confusing at first. I've obtained your statements and they make more sense."

"Good, my interview was weird and Maisie won't be able to tell you much about that."

"Oh, what happened?"

Tammy recounted her overheard conversation in the hotel loo, plus Frances' comments. Tammy had her first private meeting with Heather in the Castletown Hotel several years earlier so didn't need to describe the place.

"What are you doing about the breach?"

"My solicitor is raising it and I may have asked for other resources to take a look."

"Fortunately, your surgery was done away from the NHS so there's no record of it."

"As was your surgery, auntie."

"What it means is they'll struggle to prove anything apart from you were impersonating a boy at school?"

"True, I suppose."

"Thing is, if you find out where the breach is, and who's responsible, what are you going to do with that knowledge?"

"I hadn't considered that."

"So what will your other resources do, take executive action?"

"No, just report back to me."

"So you'll be the judge?"

"No, I don't know."

"Tammy, there will always be people who get a sniff at something and try to extrapolate a full story. The more you dig, the more you fight back, the more reason they have to dig for themselves. As it stands your doctors see you as a girl and there's no TG flag on your records. I wonder how that happened?"

"Helen."

"Ah, and she's in Holloway?"

"Last I've heard."

"So who's been to see her?"

"Damn. Sorry Heather, I couldn't see the wood for the trees."

"Good, call it an epiphany! Now, Maisie seems to think she's in a relationship with you?"

"It's definitely a one-way street. I helped and she was grateful, overly grateful."

"So what's your long-term plan? We really need a proposal that's signed off on the military and civilian fronts, and which Maisie will go along with. Ultimately she's expecting to return to you and won't entertain any other outcomes."

"Wonderful."

"There's a prospective space for induction at Abigail Adams House on Monday, so she'll have to fly up on Sunday. You've got that long to get an verbal agreement in principle, the written one can follow."

Tammy sighed. "Thanks Heather, I love you too!"

"There's no need for sarcasm!"

"Okay, look, I wonder if you can help me with a mystery?"

"Another of your independent investigations?"

"Sort of. I've bought a house and found some documents from a previous owner. Could you see if you can find trace of him? He died in 1987, by the way."

"Name?"

"Kirk McDuff, of 32 Princes St Thurso."

"Date of birth?"

"Sorry, don't have that."

"So what are you after?"

"Any other properties, any VAT or income tax trouble, any international travel, that sort of thing."

I'll see what I can find, but don't hold your breath."

"Thanks Auntie."

Tammy's phone pinged with two items. The first was a link to download an app and the second was a text from Joey.

Col Cooper convicted of sexual assault and conduct unbecoming an officer. Twenty years. Mum finally understands. On way to Euston for the sleeper.

Tammy sighed and remembered the song Krystel had played. The words practically burned into her brain and she found herself singing them.

"Hot air hangs like a dead man; from a white oak tree. People sitting on porches. Thinking how things used to be. Dark night. It's a dark night!"

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