PLAYING WITH FIRE
Playing With Fire
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He was young, 35 to be exact. He kept in good shape, all his vitals were at target and he’d just had a great yearly physical. And yet there it was right in front of him on this damned fitness gizmo he’d bought just for kicks. His resting was off the chart low and his…