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The man set any side thoughts and focused on one thing. It was to save the old woman from being hit by the truck.

Hugo ran the distance between himself and the woman. He pulled her towards the end of the road where he was originally at. He made sure that the woman was well before leaving her alone.

He looked back. 'How can I make them move again, then?' He tried to think of some words, but none of them made sense.

"Move!" He shouted, but nothing changed. 'Fuck, ...

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