The Goods

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Do you have the goods?

Our clandestine meeting had converged on a lonely section of single track behind the park.

You know the protocol. What’s the sign?

Oh. Sorry.” I muttered. “The vert today is wicked.

My mindful running is gelling with my mojo.” Came the reply.

All clear.

Is anyone with you? Were you being followed?

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