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Created page with "It was my turn to knock. I had chosen Mr Wilson's house again because he always came to the door and he always cussed us out the best. He would yell offensive slurs into the darkness whilst still in his pyjamas, or that one time, stark naked. I walked up the familiar path and threw a stone at his mangy cat. It hissed at me and ran ahead... through the ''open'' front door. Someone had left it ajar. I looked back. Benjy and the others were shrugging, gesturing at me to ge..."
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