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Her beliefs went deeper than tattoos. Aunt Kar had no doubt with so much evidence piled up, that her little hero would swat the final antagonist. And rid San Anselmo of woe.
“Pedalers,” she groaned. The history of bicyclists in the little town outweighed the good news that they’d soon be all gone.
“Pederasts?” Someone heard, but not correctly.
“About the same thing,” Aunt Kar replied without looking.

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