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... , the only day I get to relax and recollect myself before another week of destruction.' A young man thought to himself.
At this moment he was laying down on his small bed within a relatively small apartment room, one could tell quite immediately that this young man was not enjoying his life per se from the sheer state of the room.
He himself was lying beside a small heap of cloths which didn't seem to bother him at all, it seemed normal. Since the curtains were down, the room was ...
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