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He murmured a few words as he cast a blurry gaze at his home. It was a modest bungalow, with a small garden that he had left unattended to for many days.
Even now, he showed it no attention as he finally reached for the knob and twisted it.
The door opened, and he entered his home.
One could wonder why he had no keys or some method to lock his door, but there really was no need for that.
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