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After finishing the near-zero progress sweep, the young man turned his head to look at the general store behind him. The storefront was old and run down, the merchandise was meager and scarce, with only a handful of customers each day. The rickety wooden sign above swayed precariously, and the cartoon octopus painted on it had faded so badly that its shape was almost unrecognizable.,As soon as you entered, you were greeted by rows of shelves arranged in six columns. Two of the shelves were relatively newer looking. Almost one-third of the shelf space was empty, and what was there consisted mainly of low-quality everyday items, cheap instant snacks, and some wilting fruits and vegetables. The truly valuable goods, such as cigarettes and fine liquor, were locked away behind a counter made of thick, sky-blue glass.,For a moment, Jack's father was touched by his own kindness. Wiping away a tear, he reached under the cupboard and pulled out half a bottle of whiskey. He took a big swig.。

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