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... g a taxi. An old and battered villa.
Looking at it quietly, Suhyuk walked up to it.
Ding dong.
“Who is it?”
“It’s me.”
“Who?”
“Me, Suhyuk.”
The door was flung open.
Suhyuk’s mother stood with eyes wide open.
Surprised by his sudden appearance, she stared blankly for a moment and then hugged him.
“Oh my G.o.d! You came bac ...
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