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I leap at Benny as we pass, stopping at the last second. He jumps away from me, and I smile. “Chicken.” He pushes me away from him. “I’m not afraid of you.” “Cluck, cluck, cluck. Benny’s so fuck, fuck, fucked,” I sing in a high voice.
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