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Heroes danced. Civilians laughed.
A few officers turned blind eyes as credits slipped into pockets.
And at the center of it all sat Kazzro.
Lounging on a curved couch, flame-ringed glasses tilted slightly down his nose.
He laughed with two girls under each arm and a cigar burning between his fingers.
"So I told the guy"
"If you want to be a hero, don’t bleed on my jacket, yeah?"
"Not my fault the rookie couldn’t dodge one little ...
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