twenty-seven.

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This can’t go on forever

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an ambulance arrived a few moments later, to the boys relief. paramedics carried taeyong away, and the crowd soon dispersed. the boy looked at his hands and entered the toilet, having spied crusted blood on them. he angled his body so he could enter without touching the door with his red-splotched hands. his sweaty face was hit with the stinging slap of cold, heavy, toilet-scented air. he turned the rusted tap.

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