There was a rhythm to it and he knew it by heart. He could lie, run, hide, kill, persuade, pretend, steal, whatever it took to stay alive. He didn't know how old he was anymore, didn't believe he was human anymore, didn't allow himself to trust anymore, but he knew how to adapt.
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