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... mouth dry as dust, watching Tommy blink slow and confused on the other side of the ring. Dark blood drops stained the canvas where his friend had fallen. The smell hit him hard - sweat, blood, and that cheap cologne the Bronx kids wore.
Tommy stumbled when Danny helped him up. Javier looked away. He couldn’t meet his friend’s glazed eyes. Guilt crawled up his spine like ice water.
"Brooklyn boy got put to sleep!" someone yelled from the crowd.
"Y’all came to the wrong gym ...
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