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124. Bloody Fast Food

Staffy has a shocking limp. He’s hobbling about, wincing and muttering. I say, “How do, Staffy. Hurt your foot?” He says, “Aye, Luci. I think I might have broke a bone in it or somethin’. Hurts like Holy Joe Fuck.” … Continue reading

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