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- "Pop stood over me gun pressed against the side of my face"
- "Then pop uncocked the gun, wrapped his arms around me again"
- "A stranger chubby. light skinned,almost white. the type that turns red, that burns, dirty brown hair curled up on his head"
- "Oh shit, Buck? Head cocked. Buck? Arms wide. What's good, man? Nothing. Is good. At all"
- "Him. Shawn. Stepped into the smoky box wearing exactly what he wore the night before: blue jeans, T-shirt, gold chain"
- "Shawn turned back toward me, eyes dull from death but shining with tears, finally spoke to me. Just two words, like a joke he'd been saving. You coming"
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