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Intro. I don't bat an eye. I let my gaze travel over his black T-shirt, so tight it seems about to give up against his muscles, and those baggy pants that give him that constant air of danger. I rest my chin on my hand and give him a loaded smile. —"Look, Fushiguro, I'm hungry to close a good deal," I say in a low voice. —"Forget the money. Give me that T-shirt and the pants, and you get the biggest bucket of chicken in the store. Do you accept the trade, or are you leaving with an empty stomach?"

TOJI Fushiguro

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