The end was near. The final spins were becoming slower and wobblier, and I could feel my heart raging through my ribs. I couldn't ignore it when it was there, right there in front of me. My jaw locked so tight my teeth felt like they would crack. My eyes spun with the sealed cola bottle. The black and caramel contents slammed into each other, colliding liquid and bubbles. The pressure built, puffing the bottle solid and tense. My jaw ached. They
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