Book1:TeDream-Maker

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    Dornarushedoutofthedoor，leavingthecursingBig-Ohuddledinpain,whiletheatheredsolicitouslyaroundhim．Butinamoment，thebigoxen-likemanhadrecoveredhisequilibriumahechasedownthequietstreets．Theycouldseetheslim，nimbleformofthegirlrunningnotfarinfrontofthem，butsheturoasidestreetanddisappearedintoamazeofalleys．Frustrated，thefourmentookdifferentroutesaonwiththesearch．Meanwhile，Dornasawasmallmakeshiftshelterinanarrowalley，whichuttogetherwithsomediscardedoldboardsandtis．Itseemedinspicuousandsheslippedintoithurriedly，ientlybumpingintoasleepingformontheground．ItwasDimitri．

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    "Hey!Whatareyoudoihisismyhome.”

    "Sorry．I’mbeingchasedandhavetofindsomewheretohide.”

    "Youwokemefromawonderfuldream.”

    "I’msorry．I’llpayforit”saidshe,pullingoutarollofhundred-dolrbillsfromabelthiddehherunderwear."Howmuchdoyouwant?"

    "Moneyotbuymydreams!"saidDimitrioffended．Justthenvoiceswereheardoutside．

    "Didyouseeher，Big-O?"

    "No,dratit．Wherecouldthatlittlebitchhavegoo?"

    "Whatisthis?Whoarethey?"Dimitriasked．

    "Sh..."shehushedhimwarningly．Dimitripulledherdownandcoveredherwithhisbeddingandoldclothes．Thevoicesoutsidesoundedagain．

    "What’sthishere?"

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    "Let’sgoinandsearch.”Buttheopeningoftheshelterwastoosmallforthesebigmen．TheypeeredinandpulledoutDimitriwhopreteoberudelyawakenedfromhissleep．

    "Didyouseeacigarettegirlrunby?"

    "No．Iwassleeping.”Theylookedathimandknewhimtobeahomelesspersonwhowasalwaysinthearea．

    "Idon’tthinktheolddogwoulddaretocheat