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... arance emaciated, allowing the curses to pierce his ears as if unheard, without a ripple on his deathly still face.
A few rotten vegetable leaves and crushed eggshells interspersed his disheveled hair, mixed with dried egg whites and other filth, all thrown by the common people on the way to the execution ground.
The crowd of onlookers pointed and cursed at the person in the execution ground, occasionally spitting. If not for the officers blocking them, the items in their hands w ...
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