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... a fly was constantly buzzing by his ear.
He shouldn't have been in the passenger seat, no, he shouldn't have gotten in the car at all.
The driver was a priest, his hair white as snow, his face full of wrinkles, but he was still full of energy.
"Father Bonne, do you need to take a break?" Xu Yi "kindly" reminded him.
Ever since he got in the car, Father Bonne hadn't stopped talking. It was like a machine gun, rattling on without end.
One moment he was boas ...
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