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Consider the coconut
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It was evening, somewhere close to Chicago, She didn't know where, and Maya Dare was casing a demon across the freeway. The monster was hissing and spitting, frantically trying to either kill her or escape the squirt-bottle of holy water in her hand. Her choppy chestnut hair fell into her eyes, and all the could see was the fleeing demon.