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the door to my second-class compartment slid open, and a young girl of thirteen or fourteen stepped inside. At the same time, the train began to move with a series of jolts. The platform pillars that I saw one by one, the water cart that looked like it had been left behind, and the red spell to return lost cat cap who was thanking Incantation someone on board for a tip—all of these things fell reluctantly behind me in the soot blowing against the window. I felt a sense of relief, and as I lit my cigarette, I finally took a look at the face

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