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hit. These two young women are going to b

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dragged Vivian to the ground. Her high fever made her tr

guard pinned me against the ca

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anger and dialed

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was about to say more,

crushed the screen with her high heel.

emergency signal inside the

thumb, and the watch flashed red. The

apologize to