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guard what it had finally brought down.
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The man didn't look so much like Hazel lying on the ground
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on his face, without his hat or suit on.
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A lot of blood was coming out of him
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and forming a puddle around his head.
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He was motionless, all but for one finger that moved up
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and down in front of his face as if he were marking time with it.
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Haze poked his toe in his side,
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and he wheezed for a second and then was quiet.
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"Two things I can't stand," Hazel said,
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"a man that ain't true, and one that mocks what is.
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You shouldn't ever have tampered with me