#214701 - She was sitting alone in the bar of the Raven, drinking a vodka and cranberry and quietly listening to the Cure, when a biker walked over to the bar. The black paint on the door was pealing slightly. She awoke in silken sheets on a soft bed, her cuts had been dressed with cold damp bandages, and a gentle breeze blew from a window to the outside.
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