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... ket and handbag, still wearing his backpack. His back ached, his fingers were stiff and numb. And yet, he laughed. Every time he did, a wheezing sound escaped his throat. He rolled around on the bed, giggling over nothing.
A moment later, a gnawing hunger hit him. First, he shoved the handbag into his backpack and covered it with the blanket.
Practically crawling, he dragged himself to the kitchen. Too exhausted to scoop out rice, he ate straight from the rice cooker, standing. A ...
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