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... the Rejects, whose name I still did not know. There were laws against the abuse of blind people, so there was a broom handle between us. He held one end, and I the other, and thus we made our way through the crowded streets.
My System map did many things, but it told me it was not – yet – able to count steps or navigate by smell. But if I cared to invest a hundred development points ...
I had two. Again.
A smell caught my nose. “Pork skewers! Let’s stop and buy some.” The ...
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