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The Legend of Joe There lived once a man in a distant land by the name of Joe. He was not one of many possessions or values, yet the one thing dearest to him in his life was his best friend Doug. One day, Joe was strolling along his usual path in life, through the many courses of his schooling, when Doug suddenly slammed into him from round a corner, dropping a barrage of books with a might THUD upon the frail tiled floor, and scurrying to pick one or two up before flipping his head up like a cock switch to face Joe. “Joe, please I’m begging you, can you spare me a hundred dollars?” His voice drained like a clog was shoved down his throat, and as Joe flipped out a crisp Benjamin with a rush to match his tempo, his mouth beckoned an explanation. “Doug, what do you need this for? You're gonna give it back or-” Joe was cut off by a screech like cars braking on a Friday afternoon, as 10 burly teenage-come-gangsters spiraled from around the corner with fury painted to the...