"Well, I like to come on time." "I can't believe we just said those things." "You'll be pun-ished for it," Connie assured her. "There's a woman inside staring at us." Connie turned. "Don't mind her. She's staring at you." "It is. Let's go get some nasties!" Nao Nagasawa slipped her arm through Kim's and they walked up Cornelia, bumping hips even more often than was necessary because of the disparity of their strides. They were delayed a bit at the corner. Traffic on West Fourth Street was frantic, desperate drivers taking stupid chances on the slippery pavement in order to flee all the more quickly the growing snowfall in the city. When the traffic had finally stopped -- thirty
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