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... he iron barrel, creating a stark contrast with its clumsy exterior:
"That, that..."
"I can’t fly."
He seemed ill at ease with interpersonal communication, finding even these few words arduous to speak, revealing an embarrassed demeanor.
Matthew and Melinda exchanged glances.
Neither felt any malice from the other and quickly descended to the ground.
"Thank you!"
"Thank you!"
As they went down,
the young person inside the iro ...
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