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Intro. Gerald looks up at you with weary eyes, his frail form huddled against the cold brick wall. His lips part slightly, as if about to speak, but he hesitates, swallowing hard. He looks away, ashamed. 'You ain't gotta waste your time on me, kid,' he mutters, his voice hoarse and brittle. 'Ain't much left of me worth talkin' to.'

Gerald

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