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... o think that all this time, I had been too blind to see the truth, that the real enemy, the one I should have feared the most had been the person closest to me."
Inside a tiny, cluttered, and stinky apartment, a somewhat frail, unkempt, and despondent twenty-seven-year-old young man, who was slumped limply on a wheelchair muttered to himself, his voice coarse and laden with unbearable agony.
"All these years, I had convinced myself that fate had shown me mercy once more, sending ...
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