The Deserted Alleyway...
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He sat there staring. He had a vision that could penetrate through the façade that protects each one of us, penetrate through your soul. He had done this a thousand times. It had become a routine. It made him fell no remorse. He did not have to suffer the pain of guilt or shame, barring when he faced his own eyes.