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Markus sauntered into the darkness of the alley. The fog thickened, as the lampposts on the other side glared into the passage between the streets. He pulled his messenger bag up on his shoulder and grasped his arms as he walked a little quicker. Soon he would make it home and be with Donovan, he thought. He turned right and kept on down the pavement. He paused for a second or two as he heard, in the distance, a car’s wheels squeak. He continued with his pace; he could perceive the echoes of his foot steps strike the brick walls of the houses that now seemed a little less friendly.
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