Arya Shahi

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‘I want to know about the monster.’ ‘The monster?’ ‘Is it prehistoric?’ ‘Prehistoric? You know words like that already? You must be a clever boy.’ At this point, Ichiro’s dignity seemed to give way. Abandoning his pose, he rolled on to his back and began waving his feet in the air.
An Artist of the Floating World
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