
-Why do you do this to me? What have I ever done to you? -I ask him, tired of this sick game. -You don't get it, right? I just hate you. I hate your kind. Your people disgust me. -He looks at me, with his eyes full of hatred. -My people? -Yes. Foreigners.Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang
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