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... f his clothes. He turned to look at his bike, which had suddenly stopped working.
"What the hell was that? It didn’t even need servicing..."
He walked over, lifted the bike upright, and inspected it. It had a few scratches, nothing too serious but enough to be annoying. Fixing it was going to cost a chunk of his salary.
"Sigh... another expense."
He tried to start it again, but it was still nothing. It was completely dead.
Then suddenly, the sky glitched. ...
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