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... e light bulb created faint shadows that danced across the walls.
The room was small, barely enough to hold the essentials, an old bed, a wardrobe, and a simple desk, but it was enough for the boy living in it.
"Oh, I can't stand it anymore."
Alex Wilson, a lean kid of about eleven, stared at the reflection of his face in the mirror. He kept rubbing his chin absentmindedly while flexing his fingers as though trying to catch something in the air. His slender but strong hand ...
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