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  <subtitle>The door being unlocked, the two men had no trouble entering the dimly lit flat. As they crossed the threshold of the living room a lamp clicked to reveal Renard sitting on the couch, drink in hand, smirk on face.

&amp;quot;You?&amp;quot; John asked in genuine surprise.

&amp;quot;You weer expecting a 6 foot tall rabbeet?&amp;quot; Renard jested, possibly a little too proud of his ruse.

John leaned back and considered this unlikely hero carefully, &amp;quot;So the harried call to the bodega down the street for forged travel papers?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;I'm a veesiting stoodent. Of coorse I haf a visa. You know a lot four a, what ees it you do, maid?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;You and your sources,&amp;quot; Pablo muttered.

John silenced him with a wave of his hand, &amp;quot;Very clever, sir, but that leaves you at our tender mercies.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Why shoold I fear the authoreeties? I haf done noothing wrong,&amp;quot; Renard said calmly, though his tremulous hand shook the ice in his drink.

Pablo sneered and pulled out an impressive knife, &amp;quot;We're not the authorities. And now you're going to die.&amp;quot;</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-02-29T06:41:28Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on A Ruse Revealed</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;agreed. i&amp;#8217;ve become very attached to renard.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-29T06:41:28Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Nouvelle Bardot</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on A Ruse Revealed</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt; ACK  ! If Renard dies, words will not express my extremely great rage&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/22771?basename=44500</id>
    <published>2008-02-29T01:45:04Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>emma jo_234</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on A Ruse Revealed</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Just for the sake of clarification, the 6 foot rabbit reference is not Monty Python but an allusion to &amp;#8216;Harvey&amp;#8217; a Jimmy Steward classic, and since that&amp;#8217;s where Renard lives mentally speaking, it seemed an apt joke for him to make.  But I&amp;#8217;m glad it was effective in its humor.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-29T01:04:54Z</published>
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      <name>THX 0477</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on A Ruse Revealed</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt; SEQUELED !&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-28T22:55:21Z</published>
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      <name>Nouvelle Bardot</name>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;You weer expecting a 6 foot tall rabbeet?&#8221;&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell out of my chair laughing. somehow its very monty python&amp;#8230;but seriously, you&amp;#8217;ve built up tension here. i&amp;#8217;m about ready to spaz out. i have to do something with izzy, or someone. something, seriously. and i have to have that damned script written by tommorow. although, i changed the story a lot, set it in the 50s in greenwich village, lots of junkies, very william burroughs&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-28T22:44:24Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ok so I am going to sequel this one b/c I have finally gotten completely caught up on all the hoop la la&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-28T22:09:09Z</published>
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      <name>Culture Shock w/ Mike Schwartz</name>
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