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[Ryan de le Poer]

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SOMEWHERE THERE'S A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK
BIGGER THAN THE SHADOW OF DEATH IN THIS TOWN

"Oh," she muttered, as they were drawing nearer one another and it wasn’t necessary for Ryan to raise her voice. Maybe she should have known that. She studied his unfamiliar appearance – blonde hair accented by black, crimson eyes, though one glazed – unaware that they were related. His next words surprised her, though she wasn’t entirely blown away. A few people had noted how she shared her father’s gaze. He had obviously picked up on that and must have been her among her other acquaintances who knew of Anselm. She nodded then, adding, "Ryan de le Poer," before deciding to clarify by including, "Anselm’s daughter."

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