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Subject: translation In the language codes manipulated by the media,refusal to comment is tantamount to an admission of guilt.Perhaps there is an arm he can twist or a head to bop,because he knows that Ernest Hemingway would not just sit around.Although Zapo is in the throes of a personal dillema,which we will get to in a minute,he ducks into an alley,yanks his red Jhon sweetshirt out of his backpack and pulls it on.And while he can run over the toes of one bozo and make him cry ouch,he can not do it to seven-especially seven guys with guns.
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