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"Look Jared, I don't care about your promises, I heard four years full of promises as a Criminal Justice major in college. I care about my money. You owe me this month's protection fee and I'm going to get it before the fire drill starts." I ran my hand through my thinning hair. Jared was still going to try arguing with me. The tenth graders always tried to weasel their way out of paying me and every month I had to threaten them in the same way. Jared's mouth started moving and I prepared my mental knife and fork for the bullshit sandwich he was about to feed me. "Mr. Bailey, I swear I won...

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