Quote by Zoraida Córdova Download Open image ““His knuckles are thick with calluses that come from repeatedly beating on things.”” — Zoraida Córdova ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.7 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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