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... Atlantic City, there is a simple horse track surrounded by a wooden fence, with workers chopping wood in the distance.
Inside the track, two purebred horses raced like the wind, but after two laps, their speed slowed, and Donnie and Coolidge dismounted from their steeds.
After all, Coolidge was already fifty years old, and he was panting heavily after dismounting, but he spoke excitedly, “It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this exhilarated!”
Donnie handed the riding cr ...
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