"Do you think we will be able to crack them?" a stout man with a heavy smokers voice asked a tall wirery older lady.
"I don't know, John. I just don't know," she replied.
"Let's just hope for the best." John told Victoria.
"Yes. We shall do just that."
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Grand Theft Auto
Short StoryThere are girly girls and then there are us. We girls are the ones girly girls won't talk to. We get greasy, dirty, and we are strong. But with these talents we get in trouble, a lot. How will we survive, you might ask. That is something I can't say...
