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"What are you doing with that?"
I looked up at the innocent boy in front of me.
"Lukeybear, I need to shave."
He looked a little bit hesitant but finally handed me the pink razor. "Promise?"
"I promise" I broke a lot of promises that year so one more wasn't going to hurt...or so I thought.
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