"The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres to Cat"
"The sheer splendor of the sight made my chest tighten and tears sting my eyes. All the darkness lately made it easy to forget the world contained more than people trying to hurt other people. It had beauty, too, if you knew where to look--and remembered to open your eyes."
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Source: Jeaniene Frost (2009). “Halfway to the Grave: A Night Huntress Novel”, p.1, Harper Collins
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