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... he scent also took action quickly.
In this feast of traffic, how could there be no sharks that smelled the scent of blood?
At the Sun’s headquarters, editor-in-chief Richard was looking at the proposal submitted by his subordinates.
As he flipped through the pages, he became more and more irritated.
“A bunch of good-for-nothings. It would be more explosive than you think if I went to Times Square to dance naked!”
The irascible Richard lit up a ci ...
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