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Chapter 2: First Job
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... ootball gear, and two small stands holding two different rings, his eyes reflected rapidly shifting scenes of wanton violence.
Rockets flew and miniguns sprayed, painting the world within his screen red with blood.
His father liked to call things like this “good ol’ fashioned American violence”.
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Not that it meant anything to John. It was just a game he liked. A few months later, he might swap to another.
*Ding Ding!*
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