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The gentleman thief of are hearts! He bounce off the slipping slate roofing tiles in a Victorian smog at a witching hour, a bloaty silhouette on face of this Moon. A linger grin in wisping heaving humid darkness in deadly hours. A rapier blade what cut your purses, me ladies? This bulky shadow what disperse in darkest flash? A glint diamond tippled cane and billow cape? A rapid shuffle white and black brogue what pound your slithering cobble? THAT was Raffles, my sons.
