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Judge Thomas Oakley slowed the car as he crossed Martin Luther Key Street on St. Catherine where it turned into Jefferson. He often slowed down here, in passing the King's Tavern Lounge—although he'd never gotten up the gumption to go in there. It was too close to home and he was too well known.

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Another beautiful night in heaven, as would be expected. The dark blue sky rolled on for what seemed like eternity, the stars shining brightly down onto the soft clouds below. It was perfect. Just like last night. And the night before that, and the one before that, and every other single night, in fact. To most, it would be ideal, the paradise it should be; but not to all.

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"I am uncertain of the formalities, but one imagines our allegiance to your demon mother has been automatically transferred to the new incumbent...." The blonde woman trailed off. Her companion, a stunning brunette, glared at her through narrowed eyes. "The old queen was weak, I kept her that way. It was only through my influence at her court that you were ever granted access." She replied, menacingly.

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