"What do you think?" he said. "You think some son-of-bitch scum can hurt my son and get away with it? Don't you know? Don't you know anything?"
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"What do you think?" he said. "You think some son-of-bitch scum can hurt my son and get away with it? Don't you know? Don't you know anything?" |
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