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Sangre smiled, trying to show there was nothing wrong with what was said between the two. "It's my pleasure to help, and don't worry about it. I'm always here when you need me." Sangre smiled and put his hand on Akira's back, carefully nudging him forward.
"Go. Be with Josh." Sangre insisted, wondering if Akira would go over even with Christine at his side.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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