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Sandwiched between two domestic arguments the young man sat cross legged in his tiny flat. The walls cringed with abuse as the muffled voices did their best at stripping paint. He reached forward to the top of the Kotatsu and picked up his last pair of clean socks, gently he placed them into his mouth and started to scream.
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