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My Friend the Murderer

In 10th grade I was sitting in Geometry class between two young guys named Matt and Torey.  Matt sat in front of me and Torey behind me.  I was 15, Matt was 16, and Torey was 17.  Torey wasn’t doing too well in school and by 12th grade was only in 10th grade Geometry. I really liked Torey.  He was this huge guy, probably 6’4”, muscular build, he was even sporting facial hair, which back then made him look much older than a high school student.  Many people in school called him a Dumb Giant and referred to him often as The

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