He was long and tall, mean and lean, the finest thing we'd ever seen. He called himself...Avante. Someone said he'd came from New Orleans where he'd got in a fight over a cajan queen, a crashing blow from a huge right hand sent a Louisiana fella to the promise land....Avante. He stood 6-2 and weighted 275, kinda broad in the shoulder and narrow in the hip, and everyone knew ya didn't give no lip, to...Avante.

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