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... no way to distinguish between malevolence and jokes.
Everyone was hesitating, the stone in their hands kept smashing into a shrunken figure, and the clear voice of the child spit out hurtful sentences.
"Look ~ this fool, we killed him ..."
"Do you see him like a dog?"
"Like ... haha ~"
Malice is coming from all over the world.
On the day of June, the face of the doll was raining after a gust of wind came on a sunny day a second ago.
"It's rainin ...
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