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Race slowly woke up and saw all the other boys getting ready. He didn't want to get up but knew he had to. His feet touched the cold wood and he was about to swing his head out from the bunk when *WHACK* his head hit the board.
"Shit!!!" He exclaimed falling back his hands covering his head. He knew it wasn't going to be a good day. It was October and it was storming out.
"Hope the Races will be open to day." He quietly murmured while looking out the window.
"Race!" Bumlets hollered from across the room, "will you spot me two bits I need some money cause' I lost its all from losin to you last night!"
"You knew what you were getting in to!" Race said chuckling, but he reluctantly threw the coins.
"I'll pay yas back soon."
"No I'll win it back to night." Race said.
"Tats a deal." Bumlets said before going in to the bathroom.
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It was cold out and sprinkling when the Newsboys reached the distribution office. After getting his papers Race walked around trying to find a carriage that was heading for Sheepshead Bay. At that moment his good friend Paste approached him. Paste was very pretty but very tough she could really hit hard. Her long brown hair reached her shoulders, but she usually had it up in her hat, but not today. Race had always had his eye on her but she was a little to stubborn and hard to get.
"Hey ya Race. Going to Sheepshead I see. How yous selling?" Paste said
"Its alright but it would probably be a lot simpler if a wonderful goil like you were to go with me." He retaliated trying to act sly.
"And hows that?"She said
"Well ya see the way I look at it the more cheerful I am the better I sell, and yous always makes me cheerful." He said speaking the truth.
"What the heck is he getting at?" Paste thought to herself.
"I gotta go Race. See yas." She said waving.
Race jumped on a carriage that was headed for the races, but little did he know the person in that carriage would change his life.