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"What! What happened to him?" she asked, a deep sense of sincerity and empathy reflected in her eyes. He took a moment to collect himself, his eyes seeming distant and devoid of color.

"He actually passed away in a critical accident, it was an immense struggle growing up without him around," he said, his lips forming a solemn line, as if suppressing further emotion.

"He's a remarkably kind-hearted and industrious person," she remarked, admiration evident in her voice.

"He was the only family I had during that time. We faced the daunting challenges of life together, hustling on the streets to make ends meet.

As we grew, we tirelessly collected cans to sell, washed laundry for others, and ingeniously scrounged up every penny to save towards our dream of opening a restaurant. His culinary skills were exceptional, and we knew it could be our ticket to a better future."

"One fateful afternoon, as we were tirelessly hustling on the street, an unfortunate incident unfolded. A car careened
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