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The Pink Card Arrives: Trinket lifts the pink cards to peek at the listings.
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The Pink Card Arrives. Trinket lifts the pink cards to peek at the listings. FREE ROOM in exchange. For care of elderly woman. Trinket grabs one of the pink cards. And uses it to jot down the info. Some guy (20-ish) sneaks up behind Trinket. And whispers into her ear, "Are you a sammeee? Without a beat, Trinket quickly spins. Around and shoves this guy as hard as. She can. He stumbles back onto the floor. Trinket towers over him,. Stay away from me! As the guy attempts to apologize, .
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The Pink Card Arrives: Higgs slows down and squints
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The Pink Card Arrives. Higgs slows down and squints. While he attempts to read . One of the little pink cards. And Click it again, Sammeee.
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The Pink Card Arrives: Santa Monica
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The Pink Card Arrives. 160; . HIGGS BOSON (33) drives his Prius along . Beautiful Montana Avenue in sunny . Santa Monica, California. Little pink cards are stapled. All over every lamp post & #160;. And Click it again, Sammeee.
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The Pink Card Arrives: Chicago
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The Pink Card Arrives. One of the 87 Starbucks in Chicago -. Where BARNEY (24) and BETTY (28), . Our two ARG junkies, dressed in bohemian black, . Are seated side by side, sipping black coffee, and . Pounding away at their computers. Betty tilts her head and looks down at the. Pink card on the seat between them,. Why isn’t this working? 160;We have ten. Rows of the exact same set of ten numbers." . Barney’s all hyped up on caffeine, "And those . Numbers are completely useless because they . Betty continu...
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Somewhere in the Land of Spoocheee...: Addison continues,
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Somewhere in the Land of Spoocheee. Trinket will go on and on like that for what. Will seem like forever and ever. It. Is not important that you hear what. She says. It is, however, important. That you know WHERE you are and WHY. This box with no doors. And no windows is at the. End of a long, long road. It is the place at the bottom . Of our rabbit hole.
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The Pink Card Arrives: One Times Square (New York City)
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The Pink Card Arrives. One Times Square (New York City). The sound of the traffic is DEAFENING. An office window overlooking Times Square. Slams shut and the sound disappears. ADDISON (44), a good looking man in a nice. Suit, who looks like he hasn’t slept in a year,. Steps away from the window. Addison walks down a long hallway, turns . Into his office and closes the door. He plops down at his desk and stares over. At the pink card leaning against his phone. And Click it again, Sammeee.
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The Pink Card Arrives: the little pink card
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The Pink Card Arrives. The little pink card. Half the bulletin board is covered. And Click it again, Sammeee.
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The Pink Card Arrives: Six Months Earlier...
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The Pink Card Arrives. Trinket runs across the peaceful and picturesque . Campus of Williams College. And Click it again, Sammeee.
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Somewhere in the Land of Spoocheee...: The webcam zeros in on "Trinket",
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Somewhere in the Land of Spoocheee. The webcam zeros in on "Trinket",. As she fights back tears, " Down. Down, down. Would the fall never. Come to an end? I wonder how many. Miles I've fallen by this time?