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... ting the atmosphere with a soft, golden hue. He sat on his bed for a ritual of introspection. Analyzing his actions from the hunt had become a crucial habit, a carryover from his days as a professional athlete where post-performance reviews were paramount for future improvements.
"I can shoot very fast with my left hand since it is my dominant one, but my right hand falls behind," he muttered while meditating to digest the energy he had absorbed the night before. "So, I always have to re ...
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