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He wore gloves. Gathering his supplies, he slipped out of the truck. There was a mailbox partly covered in ivy. He knew this was the best plae to take her. He pretended to mail a letter, just in case anyone happened by, then slid into his hiding place. He heard the flop-flop-flop of decorated spokes before he saw her. He counted to three, then stepped out of hiding, right into her path.
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