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... hen he realized it was night, he soon regretted going outside.
Touching his pockets, he felt the familiar shape of a rectangle and pulled it out.
I can’t believe this managed to stay inside without slipping off, he thought, a little angry at himself for not taking care of it better.
It’s a 5-year-old phone, back then it was considered a budget phone, but now it’s...
No, no.
Ferris shook his head, as long as something served him well, he wouldn’t abandon it ...
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