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Sometimes your whole life could hinge on a fraction of an inch. Or the beat of a nanosecond. Or the knock on a door.

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you told me I could beat him. You promised.
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Word of advice. These have a kick, so don’t suck too hard—” Holy hypoxia, Batman.
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The weight of the dead was heavier than the pounds of the body.
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To his mind, free will was a privilege, not a right.
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Because I was, and I remain, utterly and completely and totally…in love with you.
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Ah, now, don't get all mushy on me. We ain't dating. Butch
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...When it was finished, the scaled dragon looked around and as the thing spotted V, a growl rippled up to the bleachers, then ended in a snort. You finished, big guy? Va called down. FYI, goalpost over there would work righteous as a toothpick.
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From one king to another, know that I'm giving you the middle finger right now. And he was, with a smile.
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