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IT WAS the ugliest slugfest I ever tabbed. Twenty or thirty mugs and she-males were feeding the lumps to Carson Wellman, bouncing him around like a basketball. There was nothing phoney about the beating he was taking; as a matter of fact, if he receipted for much more of it he might draw a pass to the hospital — or the morgue...
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