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... the green booklet fiercely at him and, clenching his jaw, his face twisted in rage, said, "You’re really asking for death, you know that? This hurts more than if you’d fucking killed me!"
Truth be told, there certainly was envy.
After all, not so long ago we were all a bunch of hard-luck guys huddling together, cursing how fate had dealt us a bad hand. Then, in the blink of an eye, a buddy turns into a big shot driving a Bentley, and I’m still the same damn hard-luck guy.
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