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Chapter 141: Shameless Kassie
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... through a meat grinder, reassembled the pieces wrong, and then asked me to run a marathon.
Every muscle in my body screamed. Not the dull ache of normal exercise — this was a full-bodied symphony of suffering, each fiber playing its own unique note of agony. My legs felt like they’d been replaced with columns of wet sand. My arms hung at my sides like dead weight, fingers tingling with the memory of marble floor dragged across inch by agonizing inch.
’Thirty-five years of trainin ...
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