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... was destitute, like the winter. A homeless man was shivering on the ground.

"Excuse me, how do I get to Luther Street?" someone behind Ghosthand asked. It sounded like the person was lost and had been asking everyone nearby for directions, then finally he came to ask Ghosthand.

Irritated, Ghosthand did not show a temper, but was also not interested in turning around to answer the question. He silently continued to smoke his pipe, then pointed to the right.

"Oh, thank you ...

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