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So over the dry moat and past the spikes and up the side of this bowl they charge. The little punk Hamilton's the first one up, and the fight is on.
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“You're tense as a banjo on speed, little bro. You think they're gonna try something tonight?”
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He knelt when he reached the pile on the ground and saw it was a deputy he didn't recognize.
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Blow lifted his night glasses and saw that at least one of the bulldozers was grinding toward them like an Abrams tank.
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A quick review of the evidence establishes beyond reasonable doubt that Michael Brown was a Cigarillo addict, whose enslavement to the slim, white tipped cigars drove him to rob the convenience store that morning. And, by the time he was confronted by Wil
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Before the reign of light skinned beauty, before the war of pale and darkEast of the Nigerian Delta & resting low amongst the viscous swampland A baby born in ochre dust, plum-pudding black, eyes full of coal fireUnbound by western influence and their disorders of…
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"He was seriously flirting with you. All that free squid and shit! He never does that."
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