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Astra vaulted the small, wooden fence. The clothesline was there, just ten
feet away. She waited behind a log pile. No sounds...nothing.
Astra decided to leave the sword behind as a payment for the clothes she was about to steal. The bronze latticework on the handle should bring in about a day's worth of groceries, more then enough to pay for the clothes. The grass and weeds tickled her knees. No one passed the open windows of the one floor house. Astra looked behind her. No one on the path leading to the beach. Astra sprinted forward and grabbed a pink shirt.
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