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... ting for a long time.” Crick sat in a wheelchair and was being pushed slowly by Amyveile along the streets of the Keane City. He looked at the pedestrians on the streets, searching with his special abilities for those who were particularly unfriendly, and said casually, “But I won’t make them happy too soon. Of course I’ll die, but not now.”
Amyveile tried to squeeze out a smile, and nodded. “Hm.”
“I know all of you guys don’t believe me now. Everyone thinks I’m dying. To tel ...
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