By Anthonia Nicol Adrian was cold; the winter breeze tore through his worn-out clothes and pierced him like sharp knives, but he kept on walking. […]
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By Anthonia Nicol Adrian was cold; the winter breeze tore through his worn-out clothes and pierced him like sharp knives, but he kept on walking. […]
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