Spam for Harvey
[It had been an okay weekend, overall. He's not a fan of the ocean, and LA had changed dramatically from the last time he'd been there. But the bikes handled the same. He hadn't heard a thing in over a day, which wasn't unusual, but some sounds trickled back in by the time he got back to the Barge.
It wasn't until he got to his cabin and found Plato's Republic sitting open that he remembered Harvey. He grabbed a notebook and a pencil, a pack of cigarettes and his lighter, and headed over to his inmate's cabin.]
It wasn't until he got to his cabin and found Plato's Republic sitting open that he remembered Harvey. He grabbed a notebook and a pencil, a pack of cigarettes and his lighter, and headed over to his inmate's cabin.]
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