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... unfire and explosions from the speaker grilles to outclass any world war from before – which just adds to the authentic feeling, I’m sure. They don’t even seem to need to reload either.
Dad was planted on his favorite one-seated, a refreshing yellowish drink swiveling with a mountain of ice in one hand, remote in the other, and glancing from the near distance of the foot of the stairs, I could almost see an uncanny resemblance between him and one of those machine gun-wielding tuxedo men ...
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