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Friday, 19 October 2018
Streetcleaner
He attached the five scalpels to the end of each finger and the thumb on his left hand using duct tape.
He held up his hand and smiled as the light bounced off each instrument.
He grabbed his keys and headed out.
It was time to clean the streets.
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