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My Trickster book

My Trickster - episode 1 (Return)
'She hones her knives with mysteries untold. She hones them and spoils my desires.' – D.R. “¡Maldita sea! Damn it!”

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My Trickster - episode 2 (Malice)
The local weather: -15 C. It’s dark. Outside, the bundled ground crew waits in the harsh glare of the terminal lighting. The plane touches ground, turns off the runway in a wide arc and starts lumbering down a snow-blown taxiway.

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My Trickster - episode 3 (Kiss Her!)
I desire you solely to fulfill all my erotic pleasure. Taboo fantasies with us are our secret treasures. - From ‘Manly Brain Heads’ by Butterscotsh A blacked out S500 Benz zooms through the night city. Boiling with rage, a man in the backseat stares, unblinking, out the window.

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My Trickster - episode 4 (Ritz)
Expect nothing and accept everything and you will never be disappointed. -Laurence Overmire Glancing periodically at the mirror, I wonder where Pavel is. Changing onto the notorious MKAD, the former ‘road of death’, we head northwest round the ring.

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My Trickster - episode 5 (Shot)
Either pull the trigger or get that fucking thing out of my face. - Corky The order coming as a complete surprise, the dazed stripper turns her head to Kazimir thinking she has misheard him.

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My Trickster - episode 6 (Dazed)
Do you ever have a single thought that originates from above the waist? - Lawrence Jamieson Penetrating my soul, the cold sends an involuntary shudder of bitterness and anger through me. I remove her letter from my pocket.

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My Trickster - episode 7 (Letter)
We are asleep. Our life is a dream. But we wake up, sometimes, just enough to know that we are dreaming. -Ludwig Wittgenstein Dim daylight filtering through the blinds, I lie in bed, drifting in and out of awareness. A phone rings, stops and rings again...

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My Trickster - episode 8 (Visitor)
You are written in her book. You’re number 37, take a look. - From ‘Femme Fatale’ by Duran Duran Light filtering through a slit between the hospital curtains crosses the bed and illuminates a halo of golden locks spread on the pillow.

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