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... reets near the bar. Each breath he took was short and labored. He stopped for a moment, leaning his shoulder against a large tree, and pulled his inhaler from his pocket.
He pressed the canister and inhaled the medicine. The chemical taste was bitter, and his lungs felt tight, but he didn’t stop. His head felt heavy, and a dull dizziness made the world tilt slightly, but he kept moving.
He couldn’t leave Nathan alone. That boy didn’t like his street friends. He was afraid Nathan ...
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