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students, who jostled and s
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supercharged with hate
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T BLOOD! YAY!”
surrounded! Everybody fre
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he air
with the thrill of combat, Shane di
letting out a loud war cry. Heady
onto the cop’s head. The wrong g
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and went
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had a new leader,” the paranoid dopehead growled, barely down from his last
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esctasy. Before either punkster could
heir favorite. Girls sighed in
it up!” the
land a punch, more cops shoved through the crowd. “Break
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gestures at the police, they got a faceful of pepper spray.
handcuffed.
m its burning, blinding pain. They were overpowered and
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