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... as of neon-lit despair, was now a three-ring circus of heavily armed sociopaths. The air was so thick with testosterone, gun oil, and pure, unadulterated ego that it was a miracle no one had spontaneously combusted.
In the center of the parking lot, having stepped out of a sleek, black Audi, was the man with the bullhorn. He was not in a suit. He was not in tactical gear. He was dressed in a pristine, blindingly expensive-looking velvet blazer of a deep, obnoxious purple. He was smiling, ...
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