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"Well, that coulda been your FACE!", hollered the normally stoic drummer Jughead Jones, eyes narrowing into focused rage and years of pent-up resentment, shattering the entire hotel building into powder with one sharp right jab to the nearby plaster wall, to impresario Don Kirshner's agape horror
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