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... ed me such a thing. It felt like just yesterday, but it felt like it could just as well have been over ten years ago. At the time, as I recall, he was reading a small and thin paperback book, while I was reading a big, thick Corocoro.
That’s how we would usually spend our time.
He made a bittersweet smile as he waited for my answer.
“Let’s see…” I thought.
When I was small, I thought I was the hero. That there was an incredible power hidden in me, that I’d someday ...
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