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... long the river, their pace was fast, but they were still able to breathe well between the conversations, and Sam Wilson said, "How are you doing, Steve?"
"Very bad. How about you?"
"Me?" Sam laughed, he stopped, bowed his head to tie his shoes, and Steve stood next to him, Sam's voice muffled: "No one's doing well, Steve. We're all disbanded. , the world doesn't need us anymore. And they...since He left, they stopped covering it up. It's ridiculous."
He stood up, pulled up h ...
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