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The Socialite

Issue 34 by BJ Fischer

Logan began looking for his friends as he waited to make a left turn at the gate. The corporate headquarters stood behind a gleaming white iron fence that stretched for furlongs. He followed four black Navigators down the long-curved driveway.

The parade of cars stopped at the valet, which gave him time to scan for the one belonging to the people he knew.

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