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… acres of green, dotted with trees and winding paths. I had run around it twice, my heart pounding. It was one of those occasions — you know the sort — when fear grips you, and you imagine the worst… that your pet has been stolen because he’s been missing for an hour. So then you start screaming, crying, and imploring all the other dog walkers to help you.
Annie Trevaskis
Marcus aka Gregory Maidman
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My parents had a dog stolen once. Awful
Living 17,043rd human life. I am Marcus (universal name) or you may call me Greg; a deep thinker; an explorer of ideas and the mind.
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