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... o speak.

Even, at this moment, his mind stopped thinking.

Only left with—

Who is he?

Who is she?

What are they doing?

These thoughts kept popping up in his mind, over and over again.

And himself?

Just sat there dumbfounded, watching.

Watching the big man pull a woman out of the TV.

Then—

Hmm?

...

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