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I'M DEAD, THE DEFEATED INNER voice of Charlie as he stared frightened at the barrels of the silencers. With nothing to do but wait out his inevitable end, he froze as all the reserve of hopes has been dried up. He just wished that it will not be painful. "Puerza Publica!" An electronic voice from a megaphone announced outside the shop. The voice was followed by wailing sirens and screeches of tires. Charlie allowed himself to study the faces of the strangers that wanted to kill him. There are traces of panic printed before their eyes that somehow told him that he will not die yet. At least not this time, dying may have more time later. The voice on the megaphone repeated the announcement followed by few more words that Charlie failed to comprehend. All he knows is that saviors in the fo
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