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... ys tell when it was. Always. He wasn’t sure how he could tell that with absolute certainty when he could not actually pinpoint where the marble was going, but he was grateful for it. He just wished he could replicate that success to the exercise in general.
The marble whizzed past him and he struggled to identify on which side it passed him by.
“Left,” he tried.
“Wrong,” Xvim said in a disinterested tone. “Again.”
Another marble was thrown towards him. This one wa ...
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