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... neck, the young man sprung up on his feet and distanced himself from the old man, panting for air. For about a minute, the old man had held him by his neck against the table. Now his eight holes were just not good enough. All he wanted was to be a toad and breathe through every pore of his skin.
The old man, on the other hand, picked up his cane and slowly moved towards the couch in the room. All that sudden burst of energy was gone now, and the old man was back to his harmless old self. ...
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