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In a dark and smelly alley where no one passed by, a young man sat leaning against the wall, with a wound on his head that was bleeding profusely.
He sat still, his head bowed, breathing weakly as if it would stop at any moment.
He wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make a sound because his strength was exhausted. Even moving a finger was a herculean task at this moment.
The young man waited in despair for death to come; however, the more despair he felt, th ...
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