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... atted his bottom and stood up, greeted his old mother, and stepped out the door."
"The snowstorm outside was like a knife scraping against his weather-beaten face, making it hard for him to open his eyes."
"His tattered cotton coat couldn’t fend off the severe cold, but there was still a spark of heat in his heart."
"He could always think of a way."
"He said to himself in his heart."
"Decades of being battered by wind and rain had not crushed this honest a ...
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