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Only one person was present on the banks of the lake outside the city, 9:00 a.m. on a Thursday morning. This person was an adolescent male, probably sixteen, dressed in the jeans, t-shirt, shoes, and bandana that delinquents traditionally wore. Hazel eyes, partially obscured by a few strands of dirty-blonde hair that escaped the bandana's hold, looked out over the calm lake waters. However, these eyes were cold looking, and seemed to turn more inwardly than out. He muttered to himself in a voice rusty with disuse. "Stupid insurance. Fire burned the whole shack to the ground, there's
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A stray soul should have no regrets in life...for it is a meaningless existence..
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