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Joseph's shop was quiet that day. Being it was a holiday, most people were out of town, visiting relatives, drinking away their problems, all the while lazing about in front of their cozy fireplaces. Old Joe, on the other hand, was in the process of closing up. A gray-haired old man, yet strong, muscular, with a scarred face and the eyes of a sergeant. Calm and perceptive his steel-grey eyes have seen far more than any mere private has ever seen. He wore a plain white shirt tucked into urban-camo pants, and black work boots. He busied himself with th
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You are dead...you just dont realize it yet.-Shakugan no Shana
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