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(M to F, M to Bulldog) “Nick and Mike were longstanding friends, and, at present, long-walking friends as well. Their car was somewhere between one and two miles behind them, lost to a Midwestern accident that was in no way Mike’s fault,” said Mike, in his opinion rather artfully dodging any blame. “Accident? We ran out of gas. Aren’t you supposed to be good at numbers?” Nick chuckled good-naturedly. Of course, he hadn’t been fooled for an instant. Even if Mike wasn’t a terrible liar, Nick happened to be rather good with people. “Because I’m Asian? I thought your line of work taug