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...0px;"> "She cut my skin," I say.

"I've heard of worse things," Jordan says.  Why is his voice so soft and serious now?  What could have changed in fifteen short minutes?  He accelerates the car.  The next traffic light never changes to red, and we zoom on without slowing towards the mountains that jut up like shadows into the sky.

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