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"Damn it!" Martin groaned, a headache coming on. Hell's own poor souls, afflicted with incurable diseases.,Elena pulled out her scuffed phone, glanced at the time, and stood up. "I should get to the mall for my shift," she said.,Martin's only concern right now was solving his basic living problems. He assured, "Don't worry, I won't do free labor for anyone."。

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