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A dull, alcohol-laced voice crept from the doorway: "Slacking off again Don't you want your pay",Izanabe watched as the young man named Haze effortlessly placed ten boxes of sparkling water in front of the container. It was as if he were carrying ten boxes of foam padding. When the stacked boxes were set down, there wasn't even a tremor. One couldn't help but wonder if the boxes had been glued together.,Jack's father yawned, his short, thick fingers waving towards the shelves.。

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