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βββ§ πΎππππ π³ππ ββββββ§ββ Sasha's mind was one hundred percent elsewhere as he walked down the sidewalk, thinking about anything and everything aside from where he was going. What he wanted to have for lunch, what he wanted to have for dinner, where his brother had gone, how to...- Word Count: 420
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