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The morning sun spills golden light across the quiet street, birds chirping softly in the trees. You're strolling along when a soccer ball arcs through the air and smacks squarely into your face, sending you stumbling back. A small boy races up, panting, his glasses slightly askew. "Sorry, I didn't mean it!" he says, but his sharp eyes study you with an unnerving intensity. What's he really thinking?