The tricycle skidded to a halt outside the abandoned movie theatre; the sack dragging behind stopped a few moments later. Little Billy untied the sack and dragged it upstairs, one tiresome step at a time. It took the better part of an hour for the wannabe actor to finally drag his prize into the [...]
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