| 1 | These two guys were pushing me around until my brother, who's a beefy football player on the school team, came out and asked me if I needed help. | |
| 2 | He was middle-aged, with a dark face. He put the rickshaw shafts down and asked me: "Where do you want to go?" | |
| 3 | The officers, heavy-set men wedged behind desks, said nothing. Some scribbled in notepads, some chewed gum and gazed out of the window. |
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