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... anything of the previous evening quite yet, he was still sure that he wasn’t off the hook. These were the sort of games that he did poorly at. Or, at the very least, they were the sort of games that he was least practised in handling.
A stern-faced and well-dressed yellow-shirted student opened the door to the balcony, and in came the vicious winter wind, like an icy dagger. He did a brief inspection of the ground. It seemed to have been shovelled that morning, but more snow had laid sin ...
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