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Old Oliver turned around, took off his glasses, and saw Pier. He smiled kindly and waved back to Pier. “Of course, my child, come on.”
Looking back, a little excited, moving forward, but stuck by the door frame, he was a bit frustrated and sat down on the ground: “Father, you designed me too fat, I can’t go in, why do you want me to do this?”
“Don’t you it, Pier?” Oliver walked up to him and touched his head. “You have a bunch of brothers and sisters who will protect you.” ...
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