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... 'm so hungry!" A little girl's weak voice came from the caravan.
"Wait a minute, Cathy." Outside the caravan, a middle-aged man stroked the car door and comforted softly: "According to the notice in the city, the territory where refugees are recruited is not far ahead. When we get there, we may be able to ask for help. To have a bite to eat."
Listening to the conversation between the father and daughter, an old man with a hammer who was walking behind the convoy sighed: "Alas! I ho ...
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