\" She handed the ticket seller, a boy that looked to be all of eighteen years old, murder money that she had stolen from Dawn Plote's dead son, five dollars. Sheppard. By this time Capes’ hair had bleached nearly white, and his skin had become a skin of red copper shot with gold. It wasn’t.
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