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He inserted one end of the clear tubing into the gas tank, blowing on the other end until he heard bubbles. When he sucked on the tube, yellow gasoline flowed out of the abandoned sedan. He crimped the end with his thumb, and then transferred it into the gas can, filling it completely. It would be enough to get them into town. Them staying unnoticed when they got there was a gamble.

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