The Run and Go
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They pull up into the large parking lot, opening the car doors and putting on their gloves and taking out their guns, getting ready to rob the strip club.
"Why are we shooting up a strip club again?" The muscle of the operation, Mark asks.
"We're robbing it dumbass," the distraction, Jack replies, sarcastic smile on his face.
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