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With VehemenceVictor was laying on his back, his arms plunged into the belly of an overturned vending machine, his breathing heavy from a mild asthma attack that wouldnt go away. The vending machine, which was raised just enough off its face to get his arm under, was being supported by a cinder block Victor had dragged in and shoved under it. The cinder block holding it was cold against his forearm, and a thin layer of debris scattered across the floor dug into his back uncomfortably. He stretched his arm until the rubber band muscles in it started to ache, and finally his fingers wrapped around his prize. He withdrew his arm, pulling with it an entiWith Vehemence
(the emphasis is what really does the trick, i think.)
seriously though, you just logged in two days ago.
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