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... ely somewhat malnourished. It made me wonder about the state of food in the slums.
Just from the words 'slums', it sounds pretty bad, but I just wondered to what extent it really was.
The boy pulled out a chair next to me and got up on it with a bit of difficulty. He stood on top of the chair itself to match my height. Both hands were on his hips and he had a confident smile on his face. It almost looked like the pose a kid would make when pretending to be a superhero.
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