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Post by sybbil on Mar 7, 2012 1:26:22 GMT -8
Coming out of her reverie, Bomba thought about what Sandra had said. "...Well, I've managed, though I seem to be better at photography. At least, cats buy my photographs more than they buy my stories... The old reporter now, he could whip up some words and some of the articles he put into the paper weren't exactly complementary to some of the townsfolk. I remember laughing myself silly when I overheard some of the society ladies being in a snit about it. I just wish I could find that scoop!"
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Post by wolfiso on Mar 8, 2012 16:06:46 GMT -8
Cassandra had never particularly liked the term 'scoop.' It made her want to wrinkle her nose and ignore opinions. Not a particularly valuable reaction for one gleaning information from all over, and she knew that.
"Then, I take it, you aren't particularly drawn to any particular sort of story." Cassandra said, "Society Gossip or Politics or Business or any thing like that."
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