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Freestyle swung the broom handle
striking Two Lumps on the left side of his neck. One Lump swung at Freestyle,
but Freestyle blocked the punch with his broomstick handle. Freestyle kicked
One Lump in the groin and jabs Messenger’s Adam’s apple with
the tip of the broom handle. Two Lumps staggered away from the scene, but
Freestyle ran after him. “What leaving so soon?” Freestyle asked
striking Two Lumps on the left side of his temple. Two Lumps fell unconsciously
to the ground. One Lump, barely able to stand, limped over to Two Lumps
and knelt down beside him. “What did you do to him?” One Lump
asked. “I did this!” Freestyle shouted as he balled up his fist
and struck One Lump on the left side of his temple. One Lump fell unconsciously
to the ground. Freestyle turned toward Messenger and watched him holding
his neck with both hands while lying on the ground. “You seem all
choked up about something,” said Freestyle as he kicked Messenger
twice in the ribs. Messenger began spewing out blood. “You’re
making a mess around this dumpster,” said Freestyle. “You’re
supposed to be so sanitary you hypocrite!” Freestyle shouted. One
Lump and Two Lumps managed to help each other to their feet. They put their
arms around each other’s shoulder and limped over to Messenger and
Freestyle. “Look, man, we didn’t mean to cause any trouble,”
said One Lump. “Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever,” said Freestyle.
As One Lump and Two Lumps hoisted Messenger onto his feet Freestyle slowly
walked away. After struggling to a nearby subway station the three wounded
Sweepers managed their way back to a row of condemned houses near an abandoned
junk yard. A group of young boys ran toward One Lump, Two Lumps, and Messenger.
One of the members carried Messenger over to some cardboard boxes that are
stacked about three feet high. Another member cried out, “What went
down?!” “Freestyle,” said One Lump. “Messenger did
his chore,” said Two Lumps. “And Freestyle just went crazy on
us,” added One Lump. Several Sweepers walked over to Messenger and
one of them injected him with a needle. Messenger immediately passed out.
“Where’s Capped M?” Two Lumps asked. There is an instant
silence as a tall menacing man stepped through a crowd of Sweepers. Capped
M, wearing a black sweatshirt, black denim jeans, black bandana, and dark
shades, cracked his knuckles. “I’m nowhere,” said Capped
M. “We did what you said,” said Two Lumps. “But…”
before Two Lumps finished his sentence Capped M raised his index finger
and touched himself on the lips. Capped M stared at Messenger and tore open
Messenger’s sweatshirt placing his right hand over Messenger’s
left side of his chest. “His heart is the only thing he has left,”
said Capped M. “Having a heart in this world just aint enough,”
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