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| | Hogs of Entropy Text Files Present... | |
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| | "Darkness..." | |
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| | By: Abigwar [BGR] | |
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| | Date Written: 10/23/94 | |
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What was it in the air? What was it that made it feel like every thing was
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to end, and yet everything was to start anew? Did you ever feel anything like
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that? No, probally not. Not yet anyway. Just always remember what i tell you!
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...One day i will guide you to a new freedom.
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He opened the door, and stepped outside. The air was thick and tense. Fog
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covered everything that was not within a five foot radius of the young man
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standing on his front door step. He took a deep breath, Not that it made him
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feel any better you see. It just helped him understand what it was bringing
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him down. He grabbed for his dufflebag of unfinished homework, and swung it
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over his shoulder. His flight jacket cushined the blow, as it made a sharp
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"THUNK" on his back.
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He left the desolate house, and started walking to his bus stop. "Damn." he
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thought, noticing that he couldn't see the road at the end of the long walk
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way to his bus. "Just another atempt to hide the road from me. Damn
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government when will they learn. I don't know how they controled the fog, But
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they are doing this on purpose. Do they know? Nahh, Probally not."
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Realizing that he was talking to himself, and holding quite an interesting
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conversation, he promptly shut up and walked on to the bus stop. Once the bus
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finally arrived, 10 minutes late, he climbed his way up the stair way... Then
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pushed his way through all the people. Only a few esoteric people on the bus
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returned the glimmer of hate in his eyes, and the devilish smirk on his face.
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After seeing there were all of 1 empty seat, He was forced to sit with a
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cunt he never really liked. Well, He liked her for a while when they were
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going out...But then she dicked him over.
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He sat in silence and thought of what was to happen... And if the
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adminstrators in his school would actually carry through with their almost
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unreal promise. Then he took pride that he would have the real last laugh.
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Jeff may of said he would go quietly...but boy were the administrators in
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for a suprise.
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The rest of the day passed slowly. The highlight of the day, so far anyway,
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was hackie-sacking with his friends in the morning, in homeroom, in gym, in
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lunch, and in weldshop. Then, at 2:15 just like they promised, they called
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the students into the gym.
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A balding man, and a man with a real obvious wig whispered at Jeff as the
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rest of the students piled into the bleachers. Then Jeff approched a little
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alter like stand, with a microphone on it. He faced the students, and started
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talking...without que cards, and with out any papers in his hands.
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"About 24 years ago a great light bulb appeared in the sky. It lit the road
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to freedom but the only people who could see the magnificent road were the
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skinheads and the politicians..."
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Jeff paused and glanced around the gymnasium. He scanned all the members of
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his audience, then his eyes settled on the administrators who were getting
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uneasy about the speech Jeff was giving.
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"Maybe i should have checked his speech before i let him do this!" thought
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the vice princi"pal". A teacher whispered in to the superintendents ear,
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"I'm so glad he can't run for student government! Why hasn't he been kicked
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out yet? I know you guys were trying." That teacher was Mrs. Michial, Jeff
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had always hated her anyway. The man replied,
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"He is being kicked out, But he said he would go quietly if we let him give
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one last speech to the whole school."
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"oh" she said. Slowly and confidently he continued:
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"The politicians got scared when they learned where the oversized path led
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to. They were scared that people would escape their rule, and live free. They
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knew that only the skinheads could see it, But what if the bald ones told
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normal people about it? So the polotitions gathered up their forces and used
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every thing they had to turn off the light. They used the laws, the police
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and the media..and soon, the light dimmed to the point at which no one could
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see it."
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Again he paused. Maybe to let it sink into their thick skulls. Or maybe he
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was secretly a little bit nervous inside. Silence. What was it about silence
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that agitated him so much? He never could figure that out. With a little bit
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of rage, he added:
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"But a few years ago, the light started to get brighter, for the light
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never went out because it flamed on in the hearts of all the skinheads. As
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more people became skinheads the light grew brighter and brighter."
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Mr. Feldmen the vice principle burst in, "you better be getting somewhere
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with this Mister."
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The young skinheads skin cringed as he heard the assholes voice. But Jeff
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knew he was making the adminstration very nervous. So yet again he started:
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"Now, Again in this very school, they are trying to turn out the light. But
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this time our light burns brighter than before. They are still succeding.
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They told us that we couldn't wear our colored laces, or our uniforms. We
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changed the color of our laces, we changed our uniform, then they banned that
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too. They have kicked two of us out. Chris and Frank. You all knew them both.
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They harrased us and our freinds. Told us that we would be kicked out the
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minute we made the slightest mistake. One law for us skinheads, and one law
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for you students. And now, They put up road blocks so we can not follow the
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road."
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Jay, a skin, stood up and asked as loud as he could from the top of the
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bleachers where they herded all of the skins to, "What if they turn off the
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light again?"
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Jeff snickered with a bit of hysteria in his voice. Soon, Jay and all the
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other skins snickered... Then it stoped. He turned to the adminstration with
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a huge 'Up to no good' grin.
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"I will answer that with a very old joke.", He paused, "How many skinheads
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does it take to skrew in a light bulb?"
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The adminstraitors looked dumbfounded. Then the doors behind the them swung
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open with a mighty crash. All jumped except for Jeff, and his crew who were
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now making their way down the crowded bleachers. A bunch of people, maybe 15,
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pushed their way through the Principal's little clan. The 15 led by Frank and
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Chris. They mixed with the 5 skins coming off the bleachers and filed into
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a shadowy formation behind their leader Jeff. He finished the joke.
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"NONE! WE ARE NOT AFRAID OF THE DARK!!"
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"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?" Shouted Mr. Feldman.
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Jay steped up to the microphone lauging mysteriously. "During the last week
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the people have risen, and made their decision...Revolution will start today
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at 2:30pm. [In five minutes]. We will now procced to clear the road block off
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of our road. This is happening in every school, in every town...But during
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this revolution, it will not only be the skinheads fighting. It is every one,
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who knows what has been happening to us. Every one with any real dignity. We
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are taking back our country."
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"Those who wish to help, Come." yelled Jeff. And out of the administration
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came one person. A welding teacher. From the audience came many... Some
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looking for unjustified fun, others looking for the truth, But yet they came.
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The school tried to call for the cops, but the phone was dead. Silence
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again. Silence that pinched Jeff's ear drums. Horrid, evil, agitating
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silence. Silence that was suddenly broken by a watches BEEP-BEEP, BEEP-BEEP,
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BEEP-BEEP, BEEP-BEEP, BEEP-BEEP. Jeff looked down, It was time...and then he
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laughed, as he slowly walked towards the administrators. They started to run,
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with the rebels in close pursuit. They caught up and conquered.
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With out blinking they started walking down the road to the TV station.
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They took over in a mater of minutes, and sent their message to all channels
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and to all homes within a 60 mile radius. Outside of that radius, Jeff was
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confident that the rebels did the same their too. Next, to the radio station
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across the way. They did the same.
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Then they paraded down the street to a bus company. On the way many more
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people came out of their houses and buildings armed, and ready to join the
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fight. They took the bus company over and gathered many busses. They drove,
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the next stop, The army/navy stores in the area.
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They picked up their loads of gear that they already had planned to get,
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for the owners of the stores were on the skin's side too. As they drove
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towards freedom, and passed the national guard station, they were surprised
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as many military trucks and tanks, with the rebel's nordic warrior symbol
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painted on the hood and side, joined the convoy.
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Even the military were United States traitors? This pleased Jeff, with very
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sick thoughts...and he loved every minute of it. Onward they drove...bound
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for glory, bound for victory, bound for freedom, to Washington DC. Where the
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final fight would take place, before a new freedom.
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From all around the country came the glorious convoys all to meet at a
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predesignated area in Virgina. They met there eventualy and the amount of
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people was so big that it covered almost all of the state. In some places it
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went into sourounding states. The oath, the esoteric rule, which was once
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reserved only for skinheads, now was going for the whole rebel movement. And
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here are the faithful words the skinheads lived with for 24 years before the
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revolution...
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I CAN NEVER BETRAY,
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YOU OR MYSELF,
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FOR MY LOT,
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REMAINS BOUND TO YOUR LOT,
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MY FUTURE,
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TO YOUR FUTURE,
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AND I SAY TO YOU NOW,
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ONE DAY,
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I WILL GUIDE YOU,
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TO A NEW FREEDOM!
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Jeff no longer had to worry about the silence, for gun shots and explosions
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were the mass of the noise. He no longer had to worry about the assholes he
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put up with every day, for he had the last laugh! And most importantly, Jeff
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no longer needed to worry about the first steps of getting the movement
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united, and on a roll! Next time the world!! And his last remaining enemyies
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were hate-edge, and himself, A deadly combonation.
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"AHHH.... I thought i saw a skinhead!"
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Well, I don't usually do this, But i heard a rumor that their is other skins
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in the hacker scene. Damn, I thought i was the only one. Oh well. If their
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any skins out there, Lets hook up. I have a crew and i'm looking to make it
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more wide spread. If you already have a crew or if your independent, it does
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not matter. If you want your whole crew can join, and we'll have a more hard
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scene. I am currently a member of the United Front, But no one else in my
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crew is. I'm also making a scrap book, Of skins, mods, punks, SKAnkers, and
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almost anyone else related to the scene. If you can help, or want adresses
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to local skins and crews in your area, get in touch with me. Boneheads,
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Left's, Right's, Trojen's, Sussed, what ever...
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Easiest place to get intouch with me is at TEKAT,(908).
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