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"Give me your phone."
Caren held out her hand.
I stared at her, and then at the mobsters occupying the front seats. Stupefied, I even forgot about making sweet love to their ugly faces with my fists in this cramped cab. By the time the thought came back, a better idea had struck me.
"And why should I do that, Miss Caren?" I leaned back into the mouldy seat, arms crossed behind my head again.
"It’s boring to watch idiots hit each other impotentl ...
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