Sample-V13-The Definition of Self-202606171730.txt
The town had no name. It had no history. It only had a clock that ticked with a heavy, monotonous sound, a heartbeat for a place that had forgotten how to live. I was the man who came to collect the "Unwanteds," the ghosts of the system. The visitors had promised a paradise of equality, but only if the "Outliers" were removed. The Outliers were those who refused the gold, those who looked at...
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