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She’d found him, finally, and pulled the crumpled bills from her pocket in small wads and pushed them through the wire, grateful.
Moments later, her cheek pressed into the chain-link as four hands frisked and groped her then pried the small, damp baggie out of her white-knuckled fist.
Her benefactor stood silent, watching as he looked away.
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