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When I used to visit my town centre there was a homeless man there with his dog. I used to chat with him, buy him food. One day he was badly hurt and told me he'd been beaten by a group of lads for no reason and couldn't go anywhere for help because they wouldn't let his dog in. Next day, he'd gone. He'd died. When I used to visit my town centre there was a homeless man there with his dog. I used to chat with him, buy him food. One day he was badly hurt and told me he'd been beaten by a group of lads for no reason and couldn't go anywhere for help because they wouldn't let his dog in. Next day, he'd gone. He'd died.
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