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Tony Morrow looked around the bench for a piece of brass and found a proper-sized chunk handy. That saved him a trip to the stockroom. He chucked it up in a vise, picked up a file, and set the teeth of the file against the chunk of brass to shape it. He pushed.
The file slid across the bit of brass as though there were no teeth. The end of the file went past without resistance and the vise jaws took a chunk of skin off Tony's knuckles.