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Date: 2019-08-18 11:00 pm (UTC)
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When Aziraphale had gone, Crowley growled and screamed his frustration to the sky. Not that anyone was paying attention Up There. He kicked the sand and flung his arms about. And then, quite calmly, he settled his sunglasses right, lost the flaming trunks and found himself back in a trim suit, and blinked back to London so he could get well and truly pissed.

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