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Thank my mom,” I say, just as Connor’s main opponent walks past us. He leers at my chest. “Damn, ho. You ever want to drop that has-been and get with a winner, I’m right here.” Five voices all at once: “Hey, now,” Corey says, the tamest of them all. I snap, “I’d rather eat shit and die!” at the same time Trevor warns, “Say that shit about my sister again and see what happens,” and Connor who grunts, “Watch your fucking mouth.” But Mom—she pulls out the big guns: “Eat a bag of dicks, you cocksucking little twerp!
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