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... the stinky, raggedy shoe into a pile of rotting vegetables and leaves and left without looking back; Even in his eyes, the shoe at hand might resembled a cloud-patterned white boot radiating with a magical spirit.
Even if this raggedy boot was a treasure, it was meant to be stepped on. It was so foul that he had no desire to pick it up, besides it was only one boot. Therefore, the refuse dump at the market was the perfect place for it.
The old man who was ordering him around on ...
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