n. xiv

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"I'm sorry, I know you deserved to know, I-" he coughed again. "When I fled Russia I went to Japan, yes. I cut my hair, became older and got a septum piercing and then bam. No one recognizes me without my signature long ponytail."

"Shit.. it really is you isn't it?"

He only looked down. "Now you know.."

"Why did you do it?"

"You wouldn't understand."

"Yes I would, tell me."

"You never understand anything."

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