Frank's pills were shattered by the violence of the misguided youth he was eager to help, and Frank, hunched over his back, carefully picked up what was left. shredded. The first time was on the train, when he reluctantly poured out the blue tablet fragments from his jacket pocket and poured it into his mouth resolutely. The second time was to go to Rosse's short-term rental luxury apartment, and swallow the last remaining straw in his pocket with great worry.
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