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Dominos

"Give it back!" He shouted. Hands tied by retirement , out of shape like Halloween pumpkins. Death on his mind , trigger on the head.... Bamn! He falls , blood spills , neighbors knock at the door ...no reply another falls victim to gravity! Damn!

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