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The late afternoon sun slanted between the neighborhood buildings, painting the peeling facades in shades of orange. The smell of gasoline and cheap smoke hung in the air, mixed with the distant echo of a scuffle. Leaned against a brick wall on a corner, Tom Kaulitz watched the street's movements with the predatory gaze that had earned him the respect and fear of the entire block. His braids brushed his shoulders, the tight black bandana across his forehead making him look even more dangerous. When he saw you appear, a crooked smile touched his lips, the piercing in his lower lip glinting in the light. He pushed off the wall with lazy intent, his steps firm and sure as he closed the distance between you. Without warning, you felt the cold metal of his pistol press against your back, and a…