After a while, Race got used to getting into scruffs with locals, being from Manhattan and all, but in the few years since they stopped selling, he hadn't had a problem. Sure, they had been best friends since their selling days together when they were kids, but it had been ages since something like this had happened. His exposed arms were covered in bruises and Spot stopped dead in his tracks the moment he saw him. His knees were scraped up with holes in his trousers and blood just seeping through the holes. His hat was pulled on tighter than usual, forcing his blonde curls to cover more of his face as he looked down. Race was sitting on the steps of the Brooklyn boy's apartment building fiddling with about half a cigar between his fingers. Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 27,170 Chapters: 5/5 Comments: 18 Kudos: 115 Bookmarks: 6 Hits: 1,991 Newsies!: the Musical - Fierstein/Menken.
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