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- Fumigator met Hammerspace during a routine bank heist in 2006. “I walked into the bank with my poison gun ready to go and I yell everybody down, but then I realize they’re already on the floor,” Fumigator recalls. “That’s when I walk back to the vault and see this dickhead cramming safety deposit boxes, I mean the whole boxes, into his coat. He wasn’t even opening them.”
- “I open them with a cutting torch back at my apartment,” Hammerspace interjects.
- “I didn’t know that then. So I was just confused, you know? There’s this guy doing my job and we end up in sort of a stand off for a minute. But then in walks… What was his name?” He laughs as Hammerspace jogs his memory.
- “That’s right! The Peacekeeper! What a costard. His power was that nobody could commit acts of violence in his presence – including him. So Hammerspace just kept taking stuff. What was he going to do? We both laughed so hard. I think we literally laughed him out of the business. I remember the security guard standing there yelling at him to do something.”
- - Chapter 7
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