First, read what preceded

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“Dnna, woue woe who, sheu, mumble mumble, deu... “

With glassy eyes, I look at Harry. What is he talking about? What the hell is wrong with me? Is it perhaps an overload from all those nonsensical group conversations I've had? Or is it a crashed laptop that the words are not written well in this story? Or is there something else going on?

“What do you say? I don't understand a ball of it. “ Then I realize that I still have cotton swabs in my ears, I take them out. 'Sorry, can you say it again, you just heard with a fluff noise. '

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