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<aside> ๐ "Let's go back," Lila said.
"And the sea?"
"It's too far."
"And home?"
"Also."
"Then let's go to the sea."
"No."
I had never seen her so agitated. There was something - something she had on the tip of her tongue but couldn't make up her mind to tell me - that suddenly impelled her to drag me home in a hurry. I didn't understand: why didn't we keep going? There was time, the sea couldn't be too far, and whether we went back home or continued to go on, we'd get wet just the same, if it rained.
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