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He put up a fight. I know, they filmed it. You get ID’s? That jogger last week, the boyfriend and her brothers. A goddamn posse. What did you expect? They don’t belong here. Send them all back I say. Oh yeah? You know, I did two tours in the Dongah. It was shit-hole when I got there and a dumpster fire when I left. If that don’t change, they’ll just keep coming.
I suppose. One thing’s for sure, it’s going to be a circus in the morning. I know, you get him outta here before daylight? If I can find a flatbed to move him. They won’t even fit in the freezer unless I saw the legs off. This keeps up we’re going to run out of room at the morgue.
This keeps up there’s gonna be another war.
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