She Danced To The Song Of Death!

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  1. She swayed seductively to the swing of the curtains and the street-lights flashed in her sloe-black eyes and caught glints in her raven-coloured hair. “Big-Time gamblers need a girl like me,” she breathed as she danced to the song of death. “It was a Big-Time gambler who bought me this wicked dress and slinky gloves, which beats the hell out of YOUR dress, Maureen. And I don’t smoke either. Big-Time gamblers like that.” … “Well, Shirl, are you certain this is a big-time gamblers house we’re rolling over because these jewels are bloody paste and the artwork is all shit!!”

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