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    The sharp clank of a metal bar colliding with bone filled the midnight air. A scream, and then silence. The weapon glowed dimly as it was spun, melting into the air with the typical transparency of a rotating blade. Beneath an amber street lamp in Nairobi, a man lay dead. At arm’s length, another man…

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  2. William Wagah says:

    I see you are learning young grasshopper..

  3. I couldn’t refrain from commenting. Well written!