Oh, I get it," I said. "You're Evil Harry, lurking inside Good Harry. Right? And you only come out at night?
Jim ButcherThere is no truer gauge of a man's character than the way in which he employs his strength, his power.
Jim ButcherSometimes I forget how much I like riding the bike." Most chicks do," I said. "Roar of the engine and so on." Murphy's blue eyes glittered with annoyance and anticipation. "Pig. You really enjoy dropping all women together in the same demographic, don't you?" It's not my fault all women like motorcycles, Murph. They're basically huge vibrators. With wheels.
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