There was no possible way to know how he felt unless he told you himself, because his face never show any expression of feelings. He never talked anyway.
The end.
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- 390 - Falling through the rabbit's hole.
- 389 - A midsummer night's dream.
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- 385 - Mouthwash.
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- 383 - Sweet bulimia pot.
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- 381 - The brain-wart.
- 380 - Something in the eye.
- 379 - Shattered dreams.
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- 377 - Nosferatu.
- 376 - Bullseye.
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