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... ht." Arthur didn’t argue; instead, he agreed with her.
"How did you know I have something on my mind?" Clara took a sip from the oversized beer mug she was holding: "Phew... do you have something on your mind too?"
Arthur stared at his empty glass and shook his head slightly: "Whether I have something on my mind doesn’t matter anymore; my life is already screwed. Why make things difficult for myself in my final moments?"
"Huh?" Clara scrutinized the young handsome guy in ...
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