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Hugo held me at his very lanky arms length and gave me a peck on the lips. I wondered fruitlessly whether his heart was threatening to beat right out of his chest and plop on the floor of the rather scummy train station. As he ruffled my hair I knew the answer to that question, and he might as well have been grinding his foot into said heart lying on the ground.
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