The man drops my hand, and presses something to my chest. I clutch the object instinctively in my hands, not looking at it, instead captivated by the movement of his lips as he forms the words:
The man drops my hand, and presses something to my chest. I clutch the object instinctively in my hands, not looking at it, instead captivated by the movement of his lips as he forms the words:
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