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The Spy Prologue He buttoned his shirt. Discretion was vital. Eventually a burden, but not in that moment. Things he knew: in his job, he should be discreet all the time. It was his obligation be smart. It was his obligation be cold, reckoner and prevented. It was also his obligation avoid everything that could divert him from his functions. What meant nothing. | ||||||
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