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yes, you can walk in 8 directions in interViolence

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He DEFINITELY shouldn’t have hired the pretty, red-haired, seventeen year old to work here but ... Sully just couldn’t say no. It felt almost HYPOCRITICAL for someone who used to hate hearing the word for himself. Besides, teenagers were always in need for a job and she was a regular at the bookstore anyways — he was only helping her out. Really. Carrying the box filled with new arrivals, he lowered himself to set them down at her feet and scratched at his temple as he rose back up. He had never really been good with words VERBALLY, especially when it came to explaining things, but he supposed he’d have to try. ❝ Erm, so, you probably know all this stuff, don’t you? You’ve certainly been here enough times .. but I guess, just to make sure, sort ‘em by GENRE then in alphabetical order of the author’s last name, blah, blah. Basic stuff, ❞ he gave a casual shrug as he looked at her, wondering if she was even LISTENING. ❝ Think ye can handle it? ❞