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      "body": "\n![](https://i.ecency.com/DQmWkcxH9vLAAfRAQf88XdW1gfaXRNd1nibB8zibHFmzp7G/1780679536277.png)\n\nThe warmth continued to spread through John's body. At first, it was faint, almost insignificant, like a tiny ember glowing somewhere deep within the invisible grid connected to his existence. Then it grew stronger. John could feel it pulsing through him—not through his veins or muscles, but through something deeper. Something he couldn't understand.\n\nOliver noticed immediately. The amusement on his face disappeared, replaced by genuine interest. For the first time since the encounter began, his calm confidence seemed slightly shaken.\n\n\"Now that's unexpected.\"\n\nJohn remained on one knee, struggling to breathe. Every part of his body screamed in pain. His stomach felt as though it had been crushed by a truck, and even standing seemed impossible. Yet the warmth persisted. 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For my survival… and my studies.”\n\nThe manager didn’t respond.\n\nHe simply watched as the boy picked up his earnings, holding them with quiet respect—as if they were more than money.\n\nAs if they were a promise.\n\nOutside, night had fully taken over.\n\nAnd somewhere beyond those factory walls… his real story was just beginning.\n\nThe factory gates groaned shut behind him.\n\nNight had settled fully now, wrapping the streets in dim yellow light and long shadows. The young man walked quietly, his steps slow but steady, the weight of the day still clinging to his body.\n\nOn his way home, a small bookstore stood at the corner of the street—old, almost forgotten. 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That’s fine with me.”\n\nTom hesitated.\n\nHis fingers slowly slipped into his pocket, counting what he already knew.\n\nTwenty.\n\nThat was all he had.\n\nIf he spent it all… there would be nothing left. No dinner. No safety for tomorrow.\n\nHe took a quiet breath.\n\n“Granny…” he said softly, forcing a small smile. “I think I’ll go with the old set instead. The syllabus is the same, right? I just need something to continue my preparation.”\n\nThe old woman looked at him—really looked at him this time. The hesitation. The quiet struggle. 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