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... pocket at the convenience store.
It was a voice of someone who firmly believed he was doing the right thing.
“Let go.”
I wanted to shake off the hand that had grabbed mine, but couldn’t.
His face was thin, feminine.
He was a little shorter than me to boot. He was still a guy though.
A guy stronger than me.
With a deeper voice.
“I’ll let go if you stop.”
“This has nothing to do with you, right?”
“It’s still a crime. ...
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