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[Purity M. Leary]

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I was cursing myself for being caught unaware by this joker with the long-playing voice. The electrostatic rifle leaning against a bundle of steel bolts for the crossbow made a typical picture. For a few moments I could do nothing but gasp for breath and try to scramble towards him. All of the money I paid you with was stolen. Thats my motto and its a good one. The door to Inskipps private quarters had an old-fashioned tumbler drum that was easier to pick than my teeth. One of the coal-burning robots came hissing and clanking around with a message. Can you tell me your name now?, I said through the haze I was rooted in.