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Living in the world where everybody knows the date of other people death wasn't so cool as you imagine. Every day walking down the street you could see small numbers above the persons head. It isn't so bad. But the person don't know when they die. You couldn't tell them. Even if you wanted to. This is the worst thing. If you tried to tell someone the date of their death two things could happen. First one is that you can't open your lips. Like they were sewed together. Of course you can talk with them normally about things but not about the date. The second thing was worse. You could die. That's why nobody even tried to do this.
Warning: Curse words. (not many tho)
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