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... t because he was more second-line recently didn’t mean he had gone rusty.
Could someone become a jail guard in Mexico without a few tricks up their sleeve?
Dragging the man by the neck, he pulled him in front of the Mexican flag, yelling, "Pick it up! I told you to pick it up! Pick up the flag!"
The Spaniard’s nose was askew, dazed, like a dead dog.
With a backhand slap from Casare, the Spaniard, who was already staggering, lost a few teeth.
"What are you ...
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