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tomers, and without fail, every one of them pronounced his name as Denis, and, without fail, he ended up despising every customer. When the door of the corner store opened, Dennis was already preparing himself to hate whoever might come in, and perhaps accidentally drop all their change on the ground or to secretly shake their soda as he was scanning it. However, upon seeing who entered, and how much blood the stranger were covered in, and how the stranger’s arm was twisted in a terrible, angular sort of way, Dennis fainted. he hi d e s he s
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and began calling out to Dennis to see what was the matter. Upon receiving no response, he stomped angrily over to the counter. As soon as he almost stepped on poor Dennis, the manager, a Mr. Locke, heard another thud, this time from the entrance of the store. There he saw a body, and a quite mangled one at that, lying on the fl
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