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The Lynx was crossing over the carpet of Mexicali's lights, heading southwest toward the dark shape of the Cucapali Mountains. Poses, pillows, women's high-heeled shoes showered down into the ring. It was a small room with windows on three sides that enabled Pounds to look out on his charges but limit his actual contact with them. He was happy to know he had a date.
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