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"Well, I haven't eaten either. Father taught us that taking things without permission is stealing, and we wouldn't steal.",The east bedroom was filled with cries, but these weren't the usual wails of a child. They were stifled sobs, laced with a deep, heartbreaking sense of grievance that tugged at your heartstrings.,The people in the room walked towards the newcomer. He was thin and lanky, hunched over, looking much older than his less than thirty years.。