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... oulders tight, while the young man approached at a quick pace. Up close, he looked painfully average. Black hair, brown eyes, and the kind of face Neo would have forgotten five minutes later under normal circumstances.
Average or not, Neo did not mistake him for harmless.
The man’s attention moved over Neo again, slower this time, taking in the blood, the torn clothes, the limp.
Something in his face loosened.
"Sit down there," he said, pointing toward a patch of ...
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