It's a few days late; so sue me.
FFF-55 Vol. III.
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They met in secret to settle a score. The rules were simple: no weapons, no friends, first to submit is the loser. Neither wanted to do it this way, but there seemed no other choice.
The date arrived and the men met. Not a punch was thrown.
They left the bar hours later, as brothers.
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