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... shirt plastered to his skin with sweat and his tongue hanging out like a dehydrated dog.
"I-I ran... the... ten kilometers...!" he panted, dropping to his knees. "This... this should earn me... an Olympic medal, damn it!"
[Congrats, Einstein. 10 km completed. You just look like a corpse in sneakers, nothing special.]
"Just...? I nearly died five times! Dogs, puddles, cyclists, killer balloons...!"
[Excuses, excuses. Come on, champ, now comes the fun part: 100 pus ...
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