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Peter saw a lot of things in his life that other people didn't see. He saw demons and angels and werewolves. He saw illusions and evil priests and things even he wasn't sure if he believed. But one thing he thought he would never see, was his cousin Johan, speaking to his Uncle Wolfgang. He hadn't even known Wolfgang was in London. But as he passed a small cafe across from the park, he happened to glance in and there they were. It was like happening to catch a glimpse of the devil and God playing chess...
( It's not what you think... )
( It's not what you think... )
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