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[pointed-spoon.livejournal.com]

Dworkin is sitting in a booth, staring blankly at nothing in particular. He gives the distinct impression of someone who is waiting for something.

Perhaps 'someone.'

Perhaps you?

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[devil-blue-eyes.livejournal.com]

"I have seen my dead sister recently as much of the family. We have lost a few along the way but..well..that is how the family works is it not?" A small little smile creeped across his face almost sheepishly as he sat down at the table. "When is it for you outside your door?"

[pointed-spoon.livejournal.com]

"I don't know, I don't know."

Dworkin shakes his head.

"Who can? Who does?"