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... edaled, the faster the bicycle went, sweat pouring off him like rain with every turn of the pedals.
Even though it was early autumn and the dawn air was growing chilly enough to quickly dry his sweat, it seemed the boy had no intention of stopping.
Clatter.
Looking closer, the bicycle was laden with an impressive amount of cargo. It was no wonder the boy was sweating so much—it was a heavy load for someone of his small frame to handle.
Still, the boy felt immense ...
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