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The Ebay Auction

He watches the ebay auction with greed acrossed his face. I try to get his attention but he's staring into space. He just keeps on "refreshing" the screen with patient care. It worries me to see him when he's got that wicked stare. It's addictive and I know it. It pulls you in a spell. You try to get away from it... it doing well?? Will we reach the reserve? Does it look just right? No, I can't come to bed right now... My auction ends tonight!!

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