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... odded, not daring to protest.
Maybe in a few days, he would taste good food before being kicked back into the streets by the king. Sasha let out a long sigh, he would take this opportunity to pamper his stomach as much as possible. He looked at his room for a moment. Many items he saw there would have a good price if sold.
Old habits could not be removed in an instant. When he saw the valuables, his street kid side was awakened again and he thought about stealing the metal candle ...
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