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Weekly Contest #152
He was a man the age of eighteen with hair down to his elbows, and he wore clothes torn by dogs. Of course, he had forgiven the dogs. They were hungry and he was a meal to them. James could never fault a creature for its hunger. He knew what hunger did to even the civilized among men, how it stole humanity and turned elders into fools and warriors into monsters. That is why he felt no anger or bitterness at the state of his clothes. Rips went down the legs of his pants, and he had patched them with scraps from the seamstress’ house...
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