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That Friday, Alfred asked (more like convinced) Arthur to take him to his house. The two walked down the sidewalk toward the Kirkland household, Alfred humming, Arthur grimacing. “Listen, Alfred,” Arthur started, “my house isn’t like yours, so no laughing.
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I want to know what's wrong with Alfred D: please, I want to know
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