Date: Tue, 08 Dec 1998 16:08:34 +0900
From: Andrej Koymasky <andrejkoymasky@geocities.com>
Subject: tattoo-06

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I started writing gay stories in 1985 and to now I wrote about 80 of
them. Being Italian, of course I wrote them in Italian. Now, many of my
friends asked me to translate them in English. But my English, also if
understandable, is surely not a "literary" one: I can't know all the
nuances and literary tricks I can use in Italian. I need somebody
revising my translation. Now, I found a person that is kindly helping me
with my stories. But I can't ask to one single person to help me with
all of my stories. So, if amongst you there is somebody (with a good
English style) that thinks this unpaid work worthy, and wants to help
me, I would be really happy. If such a person exists, can send me an
e-mail at:

andrejkoymasky@geocities.com

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FOR DRESS A TATTOO (YAKUZA)
by Andrej Koymasky (C) 1998
written the 21st of June, 1994
translated by the Author
English text
kindly revised by Randy.

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USUAL DISCLAIMER

"FOR DRESS A TATTOO (YAKUZA)" is a gay story, with some parts containing
graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion,
family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better
not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't
care, ore because you think yo really want to read it, please be my
welcomed guest.

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CHAPTER 6/8

HONEY MOON WITH STORM

Kazunari's mother arrived at 11:30 PM and Jun resigned himself, a few
minutes before, to leaving the bed where Kazunari was lying without
having yet recovered consciousness, and to go in the small room in
front. He heard the woman's footsteps, and her low and resolute voice.
He couldn't single out her words, but the tone was sharp. He heard the
noise of the door of Kazunari's room, then nothing more.

He was sitting, waiting anxiously for Soda to come to tell him
something. He continuously looked at his watch. He wanted to go out of
that room to ask, to know, but Soda had suggested that he stay there. He
asked himself if Tomoya had arrived together with his mother. He didn't
hear the boy's voice. Tomoya was friendly with him: Soda and Tomoya were
the only two friends he had. All the others, including his two body
guards that now had to be seated in the hospital hall, were strangers,
to him. And without Kazunari he felt lost and terribly lonely.

It was around half past midnight when his room door opened. Jun thought
it was Soda and stood up, ready to receive news. He found himself in
front of a middle age woman, tall and lean, very beautiful, wearing a
kimono, and he recognized Kazunari's mother. Instinctively he bowed,
tense, in a formal greeting. The woman, serious, looked at him.

"I am Yamaguchi Michiko, Kazunari's mother."

"Glad to met you, madam. My name is Takeda Jun."

"You are Kazunari's boyfriend." the woman said, more as an assertion
than as a question.

"Yes, madam."

"Sit down. Do you love him?" the woman asked, looking in his eyes.

Jun didn't lower his eyes and, serious, answered: "More than myself,
madam."

The woman had a ghost of a smile. She was sitting on the chair edge,
erect, regal in her precious silk kimono. Jun upheld her gaze, without
impudence, but also without shame. The woman sketched a second hint of a
smile, then slowly said:

"Tomoya told me more about you during our trip here than Kazunari has in
two years. Tomoya esteems you. Kazunari loves you. I would like to know
you, at last."

"Who is now near Kazunari?"

"Tomoya. I asked him to be near his brother, while I was coming to talk
with you. I guess that you would like to be near my son, now, right?"

"Certainly I would, madam. But how is he now?"

"As you left him about one hour ago. He is still unconscious. But his
face is serene. The doctors say that they will soon determine  his
prognosis. We will pay the best doctors, and you will see that we will
put him again on his feet."

"Madam... I am scared to death. I..." Jun said hesitantly. But then,
like a river breaking the embankments,  he resumed talking: "Please,
forgive me, madam, if I dare, but you are his mother, you can understand
my terror at losing him! You too, I am sure, you too are trembling and
praying for his health. And how many times has all this to happen again?
He, Kazunari... he is a good, sweet man, but he has to live in this
ruthless way. Why don't you persuade him to stop, to change his life?
Why has he to continually risk being so barbarously, so mercilessly
killed? And for what? He is not a violent man, he is not... No, this is
not his life. This is not the life that you, madam, dream for him. Not
for kazunari. Forgive me, madam, if I dare... I am nothing, for you, I
know that, I understand that. But I love him, madam. And you too love
him. Oh, I would love Kazunari being the son of a common worker, to be
able to love him, to be loved by him in peace. Not having always around
body guards, a thousand precautions, and then to tremble all the same
near a hospital bed, or to cry on a grave!" Jun said, his eyes filled
with tears.

Michiko listened at him without interrupting. Then handed him a tissue
paper.

"Jun, my boy, do you think I cannot understand you? Do you think I
didn't have those same thoughts myself, thousands of times? Do you
believe I was happy crying on my husband grave, and before that, to wait
for him, day after day, with my heart in my mouth, asking myself if he
would come home alive? This is our life, the life I accepted when I
accepted marriage with Kazunari's father."

"I too, I've accepted it, madam, to be near him. And I accept it, if it
is the only way to remain near him. I wouldn't be afraid to risk, to
give my life for him, believe me. But it is his life that I have at
heart, for which I tremble. Kazunari is honest, good hearted, even if he
appears to be hard, even if he has to appear so. But he is not a violent
man. I... I cannot take the liberty of judging anything and anybody,
but... But Kazunari, deep inside his heart, is not really a yakuza,
believe me. I know him well, nowaday. He just wants to be faithful to
his father's memory. But he is not a yakuza, in the depths of his heart.
He is a gentle man, passionate, loving life and the beautiful things."

"Yes, I know. I always knew. Listen, jun, afterwards I will leave you to
watch Kazunari as I know you desire. But now, while Tomoya is near him,
come with me."

"Where, madam?"

"Come with me. I want to show you something. So that you can understand
better than just with words."

They went out of the room. Soda was waiting in the corridor with other
men. Michiko gave a few sharp orders and, in procession they left the
hospital. Some men got into the first car, Michiko with Jun, with the
driver and a body guard, into the second car that had darkened glasses,
then the others into the third car and the three vehicles started at
once, together. They entered the motorway. Michiko was sitting erect,
immersed in who knows what thoughts, looking out of the window and
smoking a colored, long and narrow cigarette. Jun would have liked to
ask her thousand questions, but he was afraid to bother her. He thought
that she was really a regal woman, in her decorous sorrow. They left the
city motorway and went on, fast, in another motorway. Michiko, after a
while, took the intercom and told the driver:

"Next tollhouse. Then the first to the right. To the third crossing.
Then you can see the signposts."

The cars slowed down, left the motorway, followed the new way. And
finally, surpassed a thick forest of red cypress and bamboo, they
stopped in front of a group of traditional buildings, with thatch roofs.
While the cars stopped and the passengers were getting out, from the
central building, that had the lights on, came a family in kimono that
at once aligned to pay their respects to the lady. Jun read the carved
signboard and understood it was a spa.

"Come, mister Haruta, the manager, will show us this place." Michiko
said to the boy with a gentle tone.

They made a tour. Jun didn't understand: they were thermal baths,
beautiful, ancient, but he couldn't see in them anything special and
couldn't understand why the lady had brought him on this strange
nocturnal visit. At the end of the tour, Haruta opened to them a room
looking on a ravine and from whose windows was seen, splendid, lighted
by the moon, the Mount Fuji. Michiko waved Jun to sit down and sat near
him, than said to Haruta to bring the kaiseki.

"You see? From the open air bath, and from the windows of the covered
bath, as well as from the best rooms, it is possible to enjoy this same
sight. I bought this spa more or less ten years ago. My intention was to
have it deeply and carefully restored, maintaining the original ancient
structure and materials, but to equip it with all the more modern
comforts and equipment, making of this a luxury place for the most
influential and rich people of our country. The place is really
splendid, it just needs the road to be rebuilt, to care and to enclose
the forest, to modernize the services, and this can become the most
beautiful thermal baths of all Japan, believe me. I intended to do all
that and to give this to Kazunari, so that he could come and live here.
Because I too, in the deepest of my heart, was and am convinced that
Kazunari, amongst my sons, is the one that least has a yakuza soul.
Because I too fear for his life. But when I told him, he, as his only
answer, had all his body covered with tattoos, just to affirm in an
irrevocable way that he belonged to the yakuza world, to this pitiless
world. My husband, myself, Hiroshi, and even Tomoya... are yakuza. We
have been able to silence our hearts reasons. Not Kazunari. But... you
couldn't succeed in making him change is mind, just as I couldn't.
Tomoya, a few hours ago, told me about your initial hesitation to tie
yourself to Kazunari, and how you implored him to change his life, and
how at last you had to surrender. And yet Kazunari loves you. Do you
see? This is my answer to what you asked me to do. This spa that waits
to be restored, that could give to Kazunari a honest, rich, elegant
life... and a safe one. And that, on the contrary, is still here
waiting, in its sad, a little decadent and neglected beauty. Do you
think I wouldn't be happy to have him here, instead of in a hospital
room struggling for his life? Having him here with you, happy, far away
from tiffs, plots, ambushes, assassination? Tell me, Jun?"

"Forgive me, please, madam, I spoke recklessly." the boy answered
bowing, moved at these aggrieved words.

"No, you spoke with love, and for that I thank you. I like you, boy, and
I am glad that kazunari is in love with you. Now, it is my turn to ask
you something."

"Tell me, madam. All I can..."

"Remain always near my Kazunari. Try to make him happy, as I feel you
are able to do. Don't leave him, whatever may happen. This is the only
thing I ask you."

"Madam! As long as one of us two is alive, as long as he wants me, I
will never leave him! I swear!"

"Thank you, Jun. And now let's eat something, than we will go back to
Tokyo. I will need to settle the situation with the police and then take
my son's place in the business he was treating, but I feel now
comfortable, because  you will be near him. You, with your love. I thank
you, Takeda Jun."

"Thank you to you, madam." the boy answered, moved.

They ate, then went back to Tokyo.

Kazunari recovered consciousness around five AM and the first sight was
Jun's face. He opened in a wide smile:

"I'm still alive." he murmured, quite astounded.

"Yes, happily." Jun said with emotion, lightly and gently caressing his
face.

"I thought they had succeeded... I would have been very sad to leave you
so soon."

"Don't say that not even as a joke! What will I become, without you?"

"Right, I have to care about your future. I don't want to leave you put
out on the street."

"Don't talk nonsense! Without you, all the rest has no value, don't you
understand? My future, if you want to care about it, is you, your life!
I would rather be a ragamuffin with you than the richest man in Japan
without you! Can't you possibly understand that?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Keep cool. Sure I understand that." the young man
murmured with a weak but gentle smile.

Jun thought that he had Kazunari not to talk too much and that he had to
inform he had recovered consciousness, so he rung the bell. Soon a
nurse, followed by Tomoya and Soda, entered. The nurse, when noting that
Kazunari had recovered his senses, went immediately to call a doctor.
Soda, with emotion, asked Kazunari's forgiveness for not having been
able to protect him. Kazunari made a sign with his hand to shut up,
smiled at him and said:

"Soda, if you couldn't succeed, nobody could have succeeded, don't fret
about it. It had to happen. And after all, it has gone well. Who could
expect such a thing right here in Tokyo, right at that occasion and in
full day and traffic? Who knows who did it!"

"They are making inquiries. The families. Whoever it was, they will not
get off scot-free."

"If they found them."

The doctor entered and did a rapid examination of  Kazunari.

"All seems all right for the moment. Later we will do more accurate
tests. But now it's better you don't  get tired. Just one of you can
remain here, but don't make him to speak."

Everybody withdrew but Jun, who sat near Kazunari's bed and took his
hand between his hands.

"I love you Jun."

"I too. But now shut up, the doctor said that..."

"At least that I love you, I'll say when and how much I want. Yes, OK, I
shut up. But I love you so much!" the young man said with a smile,
squeezing with his hand Jun's hands.

Kazunari was asleep when, around nine 'o clock, Tomoya arrived.

"Jun, go to lie a little on the bed, I'll watch him, now. You need a
rest, you can't go on this way."

"But if he wakes up, you'll call me?"

"If he asks me, yes." Tomoya answered with a smile.

Jun lied down and at once collapsed into sleep. He woke up at mid
afternoon. Kazunari was again sleeping.

"How is he?"

"Rather good. Doctors said that he is reacting well. But he will need
some months. My mother decided he will go to convalesce at the spa, down
there near the Mount Fuji, where you went last night. You, him and a few
men. You will have the spa all to yourselves. There will be no other
customers so you can have quiet. It seems that you made a very good
impression on my mother. She is a woman of few words, but she said that
Kazunari is lucky having you. And that, said by her, is the highest
compliment she could give."

"Yes. But did the doctors determine his prognosis?"

"No, not yet. But they seem to be confident."

"Would you like to lie down for a while, now?"

"Later. You must be hungry, I'll ask them to bring you something."

"Thank you. Didn't he wake up?"

"Yes, but he wanted you to continue to sleep. Sorry..."

"He asked about me?"

"The first words. I hope to fall in love, one day, in that way."

"Your model?"

"It's all over. She was just interested in my money, the bitch. All the
same, females!"

"That's why I always preferred males." Kazunari said from his bed with a
cunning smile to his brother and to Jun, who turned toward him.

"Oh, he did wake up, at last, the slug-a-bed!" Tomoya jested.

"Can you leave us alone for a while?" the young man asked his brother.

"Sure, lovers, but don't exaggerate, eh?" Tomoya said winking his eye at
his brother while going out.

"Jun?"

"Tell me, Kazu-chan."

"I need to make love with you."

"I too, but we still cannot. You have to recover, before."

"But I really need it. Feel down here!" he said driving his hand to his
own turgidity.

Jun lightly caressed it and Kazunari quivered closing his eyes in a
blissful expression. Jun withdrew his hand.

"Why?" Kazunari disappointed asked.

"Because if we don't stop now, we will stop no more. I too desire you
terribly. But first, you have to heal, I told you."

"Then, let me touch you. Come on, let me pull it out..."

"No, it would be the same. Is it possible that you are not able to think
to of other matters, you? Be quiet, now."

"Sure I cannot think of other things, with you near me."

"Then, I'll go away."

"Don't speak through your hat! Do you believe I'll let you go?"

"Do you believe I'd be able to go?"

"Kiss me at least." Kazunari asked, lightly pulling Jun to him.

The kissed in the mouth with sweet passion. Then Jun parted.

"Kazunari, enough... I desire you too much!"

"How long do we have to wait?"

"Too much. But we will." Jun said decidedly, sitting again.

"Caress me like before, please..."

"Not now, we are both too excited. Later."

"Is it a promise?"

"It is."

Later, when the doctors went to examine him, suddenly Kazunari asked,
with a loud and clear voice, between the embarrassed giggles of the
nurses and making Jun blush:

"In how many days will I be able to make love again with him?"

"Eh, young man, not less than ten days, possibly more. Let's say two
weeks, to be sure?"

"So much?"

"You see, mister Yamaguchi, when one makes love, the blood vessels are
subject to a remarkable effort. And you did undergo an operation to your
aorta. Do you want it to burst open?"

"It would be a really nice way to pass away..." Kazunari said with a
wide grin.

"Is it not better to wait two weeks, maximum three, and to have a really
nice way to live on?" the doctor amused asked.

"Hey, hey, hey, it now becomes three weeks? That's not fair!" Kazunari
frowning protested, making all laugh again.

"Then try to take care of yourself, now, so they will not become four!"
the doctor answered with a decisive air, then added: "The day we will
discharge you, you can do all you want and how you want, I can tell you
that. We will do you up as good as new!"

Really he needed four weeks. The scar on his chest, even if the surgeons
had done a wonderful work, lightly defaced Kazunari's tattoo drawing.
But the young man was really recovering. Jun had his difficulties in
persuading him not to make love before time, but was unyielding. At the
most he permitted his lover a kiss or caressed him and let Kazunari
caress him intimately, but just for a few moments. Meanwhile Kazunari's
mother concluded the talks in her son's place and had got benefits for
the family even thanks to the attentat. The families found the material
executors of the ambush, but not the principals. The police found the
executors drowned in one of the Tatsumi channels, with a stone tied at
their necks.

When at last Kazunari was discharged from the hospital, Michiko
accompanied them to the spa, where she left them and went back home with
Tomoya. Just Kazunari and Jun, Soda and nine body guards, stayed at the
Thermal resort with three cars including the armored car of Michiko.

"Soda, I and Jun are now going to bathe in the open air bath. We don't
want to be disturbed, understood?" Kazunari said as soon as his mother
left.

"Sure, boss, understood." the man answered.

Kazunari led Jun. The wide pool, between rocks and trees, with the fall
of warm thermal water, opened towards the Mount Fuji, lighted by the sun
that started to set, and the view was breathtaking. They both undressed
each other, excited, then they washed each other, rinsed and, holding
their hands, went down in the wide pool. They embraced tightly and
kissed.

"Finally!" Kazunari whispered and, making Jun's body float on the
surface of the water, bent to gently suck, first his small dark nipples,
then his tense belly, and at last the swollen member. "Oh, Jun-chan, I
couldn't resist any more. I felt like I was going crazy all those days,
having you so near and not being allowed to make love with you. You are
so beautiful, so charming, so desirable! I want you inside me, Jun-chan,
I dreamed just of this moment."

"I too I want you inside me, love. To me too those weeks have been
difficult, you know? But now we will make up, right?"

"You can bet!"

They made love until the sunset, giving themselves to each other filled
with passion. They used all their bodies to give to the other the
maximum pleasure, never tired to give and to receive, in the water, on
the grass, against a tree, standing, knelling, lying down, sitting on
each other's lap, until in a silent scream they both come, shuddering
for the intensity of their joy. They relaxed, kissing and caressing each
other. Then finally they washed again, wore the fresh and comfortable
yukata and went in their room. Soon their meal was brought and they ate
with good appetite. Then they lay on the futon and started again making
love in front of the wide balcony door, open on the view of the Mount
Fuji.

In the following days at times they ate also with their men, but they
allowed themselves to have pleasurable hours alone, to appease appease
the long thirst accumulated in the long hospital stay.

"Are you happy, Jun?"

"So much! And you?"

"I too. It's almost like a honey moon."

"If only you had accepted to manage these spa..." Jun said and become
silent - Kazunari had stiffened and was now looking at him with surly
eyes.

"That's why my mother decided I should do my convalescence here, eh? You
reached an agreement to make me change my mind, right? You and she, at
my shoulders, no?" the young man angry shouted.

"No, no, wait! There is no agreement at all!"

"How can you know about my mother's old idea, then? Don't lie to me! Or
do I have to stop believing that you are the most sincere and honest
person I never met?"

"Don't shout, don't raise your voice" I don't deserve it. I never lied
to you, and I would surely not start now. Yes, your mother brought me
here and told me about her old project, but there is nothing more, no
agreement, no plot behind your back, believe me!"

"And how can I believe you? You never abandoned the idea to make me
leave the family, you, right? You were just waiting for the right
moment, right?" Kazunari said, angry, his face red.

"You are unfair! Unfair and wicked. I accepted you as you are, including
the terror of losing you. And you? Now you are accusing me of plotting
behind your back? Sure, sure that in the deepest of my heart I desire
you not to face other risks, does it seems so strange to you? But I
accept what you do, what you decide. Did I ever ask you anything? tell
me, did I ever demand of you one thing? Answer!" Jun said with a low but
vehement voice.

"No, that's right, but..." the young man admitted, still tense.

"But? But what? Since in a serene moment I dared tell you that I would
like this serenity to continue for ever? Is that so horrible? It seems
to you more horrible than to tremble for your life day after day, for
two years, and then at your bedside, to tremble for something concrete
for days, until the doctors were ready to declare you out of danger?
This is your love for me? How can you not accept that I, even if only
for an instant, reveal to you a small bit of my dream, knowing perfectly
that it is just a dream? What do you want from me? What, eh?  It is not
enough what I'm giving to you? I have nothing more to give you, I'm
sorry. I'm bothering you? Do you want me to get out of your way? You
have just to tell me."

"No, sorry." Kazunari said, almost overwhelm by the boy vehemence and
regretting what he said to him.

He tried to pull the boy to him, to embrace him, but Jun roughly
wriggled out.

"no, Kazunari, no. We can't resolve everything with a kiss, as if
nothing happened. You have not to wound me so. I don't deserve it."

"I know, you are right. I ask you to forgive me. Come here, come on!"

"No, don't touch me. Leave me in peace, now."

"Don't you love me any more?" Kazunari asked with sorrowful voice.

"How could I not to be in love with you any more?" Jun distressed
answered.

"Then?"

"Allow me my time to calm down, to heal the wound."

"I wounded you, I would be the one to heal you, now... Don't send me
away, please. I know I don't deserve it, but... forgive me."

"Kazunari, I accept you continuing with your life, you have to know that
very well, at this point. So, you have to accept that hidden inside me
there is still a faint hope that we could one day have a normal life,
together. If you are not able to do for me just that, I'm afraid it will
be all but easy, living together. I don't want, one day, to quarrel like
before... It hurts me too much."

"Jun-chan?"

"What's up?"

"Don't you forgive me?"

"I love you, Don't wound me."

"I swear. I too love you. For real. Forgive me, please..."

"Yes... sure I forgive you."

"Can I embrace you, then?"

They make peace. Kazunari become even more careful and gentle than
before with Jun. The boy, from his part, swore to himself he would never
again reveal the faintest hint of his deep desire to be able to have a
normal life with his man.

When the fixed convalescence period ended, they two, again united like
and more than before, went back home. In the small apartment Jun found
hundreds of white roses, with just one splendid red rose in the center
of the room and a note written by Kazunari hand, with those few words:
"Welcome home, my love. I love you with all my heart. Yours Kazu-chan"

"How did you... al that? We always were together!" the boy asked, amazed
and happy.

The young man smiled: "I ordered Soda with my cellular while I was at
the toilet. And also I wrote the note in the toilet and passed it to
Soda..."

"I cannot leave you alone in the toilet either, I believe!" Jun said
laughing and embracing him tight.

"Did you really forgive me for our... quarrel?" Kazunari asked him in a
whisper.

"As long as you love me, I'll forgive you everything. You know that,
no?"

"I know it, and I'll try not to take advantage. But why do you love me
so much? Do you know that I'm always astounded by that?"

"Because... because you entered like an earthquake into my life and
because nowadays, without you, I'll feel dead. Because you are the most
splendid man I ever met."

"Then, if one day you meet a man more splendid than me, you will leave
me to follow him?"

"No, no more, now. If there even really exists a man better than you,
there is no more space for him in my heart, because it is filled with
you. I love you, there is really no possibility I can fall in love with
this hypothetical him."

"I too I could never love somebody like I love you. I will never forget
the emotion that I felt that day, when I saw you emerge from the waves
with your red fundoshi. And it is the same emotion I feel each time I
untie it from your waist. Each time."

They resumed their usual life. Jun recovered little by little the time
he had lost at the University. Now Michiko invited Jun quite often to
their home, so Jun met also Hiroshi and his wife Keiko, Naoko and her
husband Ryuta. Jun was respected by all the family, but the only one
that was, and that he felt, a real friend, was Tomoya. Officially, when
he was invited to Yamaguchi house for a party, he was introduced to the
other guests as "Kazunari's best friend". Anyway Michiko, when they sat
at the table, always had Jun sitting between Kazunari and Tomoya like a
family member, and Jun really appreciated this delicate attention.
Kazunari had thought to buy a new apartment, more beautiful and wide,
for Jun and himself, but the boy told him that he preferred to remain in
that small flat that had known their first love meeting.

Jun was attending his last year at the university and was preparing the
graduation essay. So he did spend many hours in the University Library
to do his research. His body guards always stayed in the car in front of
the only gate of that part of the University, waiting for him to be
done, to take him back home.

That morning also he arrived at nine and went directly at the Library.
He was consulting some volumes, when a Library employee had approached
him.

"Mister Takeda Jun, right?"

"Yes..."

"You borrowed this text and have had two months, right?" the man said
showing him a file card.

"No, there must be a mistake. I gave it back more than one month ago,
I'm sure." Jun said, surprised.

"And yet it is listed as still in your hands. Can you follow me to the
office, please? So we can solve this problem. You know, a volume cannot
be held for more than one month..."

"Yes, sure. But really I don't have it any more. Let's go, anyway." Jun
said leaving all his belongings at his place and following the man. Then
he asked: "But, excuse me, the office is not down there?"

"No, that is the loans office. Now we are going to the control office,
up there..."

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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 7

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