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The fat young man at the other end of the stretch limo took a can of diet Coke from the cocktail bar and popped it open. He wore a long black coat, made of some silky material, and he appeared barely out of his teens: a spattering of acne glistened on one cheek. He smiled when he saw that Shadow was awake.
"Hello, Shadow," he said. "Don't fuck with me."
It's all about the dominant fucking paradigm, Shadow. Nothing else is important: vape smoke and burning electrical parts.
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