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R.I.P. Bam Bam Will Jones was making his way down the boulevard to the Time Saver. It was late and he was in a bad neighborhood, but Will, or Bam Bam as most people called him, was a large, burly man who stood well over six feet tall. He was confident that no one would cross his path. Bam Bam had become a regular at the Time Saver. He made his way down the street around eleven thirty each night to pick up a pack of cigarettes. All of the same people were usually hanging around the place. It had become more of a place for social gatherings than a convenience store. On this night, it was a Sunday in late June, Bam Bam did not even need cigarettes, but decided to walk over to the store regardless to see if he might find some good company. The regulars were all there. They all had their cars running in the parking lot. Lights on and bass? blasting. It was hard to pick out the music from just one care because all of their radios were tuned to different stations. It all blended together to create one screaming piece of music. Every so often a new car would pull in and peo