Dante winked. "Yeah I know they do, but people think they mean I am tough. I mean I am but doesn't mean its because the scars." he said, leaning back in his chair still seemingly, some how both focused and not focused at all on the lecture.

"You going to the beach deal on Friday?" he asked scribbling a few more music notes on the paper.

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