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10: A silent killer with a feather duster

Mr. Gullet moved like a silent killer with a feather duster. Indeed, he was a killer of dust, sliding around the room getting into every corner… every nook, every foreboding cranny. The crannies were often the problem areas, both for … Continue reading

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