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The Cia Agent Looked More Dead Than Alive. Alex Wondered If He Had Been Hit, But There Was No Sign Of Any Blood. Perhaps He Was In Shock.

I'm Not Very Good At Creating Worlds. I Prefer To Write About The World As It Is.

I Vividly Remember Being 14. That Was The Age When I Started To Get Happy: I Started Being A Writer And Stopped Being A Loser.

Strange Though It Is,sarov Still Cares About You. He Told Me To Leave You Alone. But I Think, This Time, I Must Disobey The General. You Are Mine! And I Intend To Make You Suffer..." "just Talking To You Makes Me Suffer," Alex Said.

Do You Realise How Much Trouble You're In?" "perhaps I'll Have Some Weetabix After All.