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... ic sped on his rickety electric scooter, weaving through several giant concrete blocks, riding to the end of the small alley and out onto the main road.
As if fate were mocking him, it didn’t rain while he was at the company. He had only ridden a short distance when the rain began to pour torrentially, as if wanting to wash away a person’s very temperament. The row of shoddy streetlights flickered twice then died completely, plunging the entire world into darkness, interspersed with frie ...
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