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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 6:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 8:12 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 3:26 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 13, 2014 12:56 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 13, 2014 1:12 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 8:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 11:40 pm
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When the song was over and the applause died down, Caesar would find his table filled with twice the amount of people from earlier, each one severely impressed by his voice. Even the ones that expected him to be awful were there to apologize and gush about how great he was. Amidst the chaos of it all, one of the waitresses pushed her way past the crowd to set down a peach drink on the table - although she had to find room past the other delivered drinks. " This is from the young man at the table in the back!" she yelled over the others and pointed to the table Caesar and Dr. Fields sat at last time. Sitting in that table now was a man dressed in a black long-sleeved shirt and baggy black jeans, all completed with a black beanie. He could've passed for a robber, yet there was something in his expression, in those electric blue eyes of his, that said otherwise. The man watched Caesar's table carefully, or more precisely Caesar himself. When their eyes met, the man smiled solemnly and nodded in acknowledgement. He had an air about him that yelled that he was distant, and the expression on his face showed that he wasn't afraid to be cruel when needed. All in all, he could've passed for a younger version of Dr. Fields.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2014 1:57 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 23, 2014 8:26 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2014 9:33 pm
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 7:38 am
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2014 9:43 pm
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2014 1:46 am
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Posted: Sat May 03, 2014 9:35 am
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 2:46 am
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