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... front of him, who only reached his thigh, with his entire body dirty and thin as a rail, appearing to be about five or six years old. He frowned, "Sorry, little guy, you can’t go in there."
The little boy looked anxious, his dry, wrinkled hands continuously gesturing towards him, while a hoarse sound came from his throat.
He couldn’t speak.
The security guard found himself in a dilemma; his manners told him he couldn’t forcibly remove this poor child, but his job require ...
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