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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.,At this point, was beginning to twitch uncontrollably. In the blink of an eye, his hands had become withered and skeletal.。

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