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You like fucking underage girls!

You like turning girls out?

Fuck you. 'amma kill yo ass.
Fuck you, puto! You like apples? How do you like these apples? Always the jokers.
They yelled and synchronized their verbal vitriol to the violence of their blows as if the congruence of the two added to their lethality and their force. Violence that is aided by the rhythm of the violence. Like a scene straight out of Shaun of Dead, but synched to profanities rather than to music. It’s funny how something so serious could also be so funny when you look back at it. Shit was terrifying as it was happening. Now it's just another funny story that we tell to close friends.
I forcefully dragged my sister kicking and screaming out of the room, the pings and the thuds and the groans and the sound of splattering blood growing fainter and fainter behind us in the dimly lit hallway. She went to rehab and got over the drugs, and over the man who abused and sold her flesh. She had the usual symptoms of withdrawal, but she's gotten over it.

And it’s funny, but I never asked them, and I will never ask them what happened to that guy, but I think they might’ve killed him. How they would’ve gotten rid of the body or how they got away with it if they did, is ghetto shit, as John likes to say. But I know, I suppose they might be murderers, that they probably took a life, but they also saved my 15-year-old sister, and they are good, loyal friends. I love those dichotomies, and oh yeah, my father totally loves these guys. He calls them his adoptive sons, and I am their sister.

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