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... ave the world. My voice was low and deliberately laden with meaning.
If I spoke lightly like a sparrow, it felt like a knife would fly at me. I had to act as if this guy had something up his sleeve, to make him think so.
And I began by denying the proposition that was the root of all problems.
“This guy is not an outsider.”
“Do you really think that makes sense? Even if his appearance, power, and manner of speaking have changed... I could never fail to recognize t ...
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