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Originally Posted by Nigger Jim
He squeeked the words out just as my blade touched his jugular. He soiled himself and the smell made Harris laugh. He had a strange sense of humor, but he was solid in the scrap.
I leaned in and felt the rain. It was mixing away the man's tears.
*get to the point....before I do* I said as I pushed the blade into his neck.
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My Dad runs Garmoll! Just get me there safely and he'll pay you handsomely!