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The door to the restaurant, so well barricaded, is virtually broken down, such is the force of the kick powering it open
The city smart twelve year old is still grasping the hand of the tribal culture nine year old, having almost dragged him across the park. Her lip is swollen, her clothes are torn and dirty, and there're desperate tears of anger in her eyes.
"Any of you guys can fight? Get up!"
The city smart twelve year old is still grasping the hand of the tribal culture nine year old, having almost dragged him across the park. Her lip is swollen, her clothes are torn and dirty, and there're desperate tears of anger in her eyes.
"Any of you guys can fight? Get up!"