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The dilapidated building, overgrown floors, and bombed-out roads that cratered into the earth all bore the scars of bombardment.,I've never told anyone this, as my trump card in the face of imminent danger.,Gritting his white, parched lips, "So that's how it is." He smirked coldly and spat out three words, "You too"。

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