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"Hey dickshit!" I shouted as I approached the much hated Van. When I got around to the window, I saw something that left me speechless and I am very, very rarely speechless. The man behind the counter was nothing like I had imagined. He was young, maybe ten years younger than me, and fit. He had sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He wore a shaggy five-o'clock shadow like he was born for it too.
"Dickshit?" He asked with a gleaming smile, "Never heard that one before."
I stood silently, just staring at him. All my images of creepy old men and clowns pulling kids over the counter were falling to pieces around me."
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