I turned to see a tall, dark-skinned guy walking over to me. “Don’t you all have jobs to get back to?” he yelled to the crowd of boys. They all looked around before dispersing, each going their own way. “Hey there, Greenbean,” the boy said to me, holding out his hand. “I’m Alby. I’m the leader of these shanks. You’ve already met Newt; he’s my second-in-command. He’s in ch...
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