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Sam turned as white as the sails. "Running the gauntlet is REALLY nasty, guys. The pirates form two lines, and you have to run between them."
"So?" I said. "That doesn't sound so bad."
Sam continued. "Yeah, but as you run by them, each pirate hits you with swords, knives, metal rods — anything they can get their hands on."
"Okay," I had to agree, "THAT sounds bad."
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