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If someone attacked me and managed to put me down, I knew they would unleash Hell to protect me, because they loved me and I loved them. They were property, like the whores these pimps owned, but unlike these guys, I cared about my posessions and they were without a doubt the most valuable assets in my life, they WERE my life. I doubt these girls would say their pimps felt the same way, judging by how they were used and treated. Intimidation and pain will ensure someone's loyalty right up until the point you need it and that's when they stab you in the back and that was what I was counting on. One of the girls called out to the pimps as she saw me coming across the parking lot toward them. This caused the two of them to turn and start approaching me, but not before the leader kicked his girl in the stomach and stomped on her arm one more time. As soon as they opened some distance on the downed girl, the other two girls with her swooped in to check on her. 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