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Chapter 8:// Paying back
Chapter 8:// Paying back The PAN was abuzz. walkmand> I don’t get it. rfid> CF02032533139342DFDC1C35 armd> It’s crystal clear. Our beloved user wanted a testament of my superiority in arm-wrestling. parrotd> OK. I can understand that. Man has always had a fascination with machinery. But what about the rest? The daemons metaphorically looked up at the row of photographs amazingjimmy@poseidonsealines.com had posted up only minutes before. The first one was of the two men, sitting across on the table, doing arm-wrestling and the user clearly beating the life-guard in strength. The rest were like this: the user with a “Vader” black helmet, angrily choking the air and the life-guard struggling for breath on his knees. The user with an outstretched hand, a mean face, and the s
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