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... own into bits and pieces.
If I had succeeded in saving them, would that mother have been the same as all those mothers I’ve rescued in the past, thanking me with a smile and saying that I was like an angel?
In that moment, if I had paid more attention, maybe I could have discovered that the detonator was not with that crook.
Today, I am not an angel. I brought death unto that mother… I am a grim reaper.
Today, I switched to searching in the west, although I was qu ...
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