Laceration
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Vincent had seen the definition of suave before. The word 'suave' could describe his acquaintance and drug dealer Emmett, but anything to describe Vincent Arden would be the exact opposite of the word suave, or self controlled. That's why when he starts doing Lace, he can't believe his eyes when an angel walks into his workplace.
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