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... g didn’t dally. Just like last time, he started spinning the basketball and then flung it forward.
The stall owner watched the ball intently, his heart in his throat. In all his years of running the stand, he had never been as nervous as he was today.
"Don’t let it hit, please don’t let it hit!"
In the past, when customers would throw at the cans, it was always them who panicked, he had always stayed cool as a cucumber.
After all, if they missed, it was no big dea ...
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