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... It served as a meat shield against the approaching projectiles.
The young man jumped from his "improvised mount," which was melting on the ground.
"I must keep running. Soon my attack will finish off that bastard," the boy affirmed.
The frustration was obvious in his heart.
His whole life had been that, torture, constant humiliation.
Food, his only refuge, his only consolation, was also the cause of his constant humiliation.
And not even when he h ...
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