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... ldren, Qian Qi went to the service desk to buy a snapshot of the moment the children passed the high slope.
Upon returning, Su Ang had already counted the number of children. These little guys didn’t seem fazed by the roller coaster, as they were children who had sat on rooftops without safety measures, riding the Moon Silver Demon Wolf in Wang Wei’s poems, children governed by the Ancient Greek gods of flair and fearlessness. Such small slopes were nothing to them.
Except there’ ...
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