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“So, you think this scar’ll help me pick up chicks?” Puck pokes at the stitches that run along his forehead, above his right eye. Everyone tells him to stop poking at it, but it fucking itches, okay? How is he supposed to ignore that? Pain, fine, bring it on, he’ll fight through anything. But itching? Fuck that noise, no dice. He
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