The Wall
       

A man in a Chicano Batman shirt punched a wall. It was a big wall built by a small man. The
man in a Chicano Batman shirt didn't have gloves on as he punched the wall. His fists were like
bronze statues. He gave the wall a couple jabs. He gave the wall a right cross. An uppercut. He
stepped back and sized up his opponent. Nothing but hate and greed. He swung one last power
punch and the wall fell down like a glasshouse. The wall fell down. Fell down. The wall. The.

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