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He died, twice.
So Cody is at home today working on his truck. I come home at lunch and he shows me his cut finger, and told me how he died. He sliced his finger (a paper cut!) and said that he bled out to death, but he managed to come back to live. Then later I'm at work, and I get this message:
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