Part II

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---I roamed my eyes. What is this place? Where I am? I need to find a place where I can lodge for the meantime. I don't have money. What should I do? I don't want to come home. I don't want to be caged again. I was fed up with their iniquity. Now that I could tasted my freedom, I don't want to taste again how bitter my downfall is.

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