Clarinet was being played in the temple. The Ungodly soul was engrossed in counting his earnings. Thereabout, he sensed his victim who was buying the flowers to offer God in temple. Pitching himself rightly, he was set to pick the pocket of his victim. He Uncovered his cutter and did his job. The Rake was rambunctious. Satisfaction was blinking on his face. Edacious fellow was blatantly thanking God for his earnings.
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