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“Hey,” he said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the soft blackness. Wouldn't it be fun to see his name on a book-cover some day? He'll go strutting up and down without ever dreaming he owed the whole shot to us. It’s—it’s a social difference. His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. She let go of him and stood up, straightening herself.
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