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[angela-edmunds.livejournal.com]

Angela is down in the bar, with her mp3 player, her head bobbing along with the music, some mid-21st century neo-punk or something.

Or the Grateful Dead.

Hey, if she can't smoke pot anymore, at least she can listen to the Dead.

As usual, she's wearing baggy black clothing and too much makeup. She's eating a burger and fries and drinking a coke.

She'll pop the earbuds out of her ears if you want to talk to her.

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[prototype-karr.livejournal.com]

"For your sake, hope that you don't. There's some unpleasnat people here-Satan, for instance. Avoid him if you can."

It's one of the obvious things, but it bears repeating.