50th: Otto Boutin’s Night Watch — Speak and Squeak Softly
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Shutting off the machine, she turned to face him. Despite her masculine attire—slacks, shirt and cap—Marvin could see that she was quite a woman, all the way down. A few blonde curls crept from under her cap across her ink-stained forehead.
“You’re a printer?” she asked, hopefully. Marvin nodded. He was a good lip reader and those were beautiful lips to read.
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- MARVIN WAS
- Otto Boutin
- Places:
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