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... e plane' with that hand again, go home and chop it yourself!"
An "Old Mo" with Chicano-style tattoos spreading from his neck to his shoulders shrunk his neck and cursed at his distracted young nephew.
He rushed to the young man's side and took the "leg" lift valve that was slowly pried up. The spittle from his mouth was mixed with the water splashed on the drilling platform by the waves, and he splashed his head and face, and he still hasn't recovered. Half a child.
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