It was like a mask had been pulled away from his face, uncovering a monster hidden beneath his friendly façade.
I__ not into danger, either._ __w, Chess. You so into it you ain__ climb out with a rope. Why else you do your job, live down here, buy from Bump?_ __t__ just__ mean__ just do, is all._ Her cheeks burned. She shouldn__ have let him come in here. She should have just sent him home and let him wash his stupid shirt himself. __o shame in it. Some of us needs an edge on things make us feel right, else we ain__ like feeling at all, aye?
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I__ not into danger, either._ __w, Chess. You so into it you ain__ climb out with a rope. Why else you do your job, live down here, buy from Bump?_ __t__ just__ mean__ just do, is all._ Her cheeks burned. She shouldn__ have let him come in here. She should have just sent him home and let him wash his stupid shirt himself. __o shame in it. Some of us needs an edge on things make us feel right, else we ain__ like feeling at all, aye?
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