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... . But this wasn’t just any scene—they were witnessing a memory steeped in pain and fury.
The hut was surrounded by a crowd of angry villagers. Faces twisted with rage. Hands gripped rocks, torches, and farming tools. The air was thick with shouts and accusations.
Inside the hut, the Clown’s parents clung to each other, sobbing, pleading with the mob.
"We didn’t do anything! We’re innocent!" the mother screamed, her voice cracking.
"Please! We didn’t kill anyone " ...
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