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CHAPTER 18B PIMP DELUXE As the screams and groans of horror faded away so did Teaser and Bashdul down a subterranean corridor lighted with tungsten torches leading to a large garage that sheltered several Cadillacs and a silver-plated Dodge Super Van which held five or six shiny aluminum crates. 'I... Sign in to see full entry.