"Apparently, the guy I replaced was some sort of modern dance virtuoso; the guy has a handful of dance studios all along the northern half of the UK. I can barely nod my head to a beat," chuckled Sam. He was blissfully unaware of who Mary was, other than a pretty lady with a knack for childcare. "It's good to know that sometimes the cards are dealt fairly here. If everyone got incongruous lives, I'd be more convinced that the Vortex was the work of some malevolent monster."
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