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"OK, just hear me out (30). My name is Nick, and I understand that this may sound implausible, but…, I can control minds. Yeah, I thought that you could smirk on this statement. I would surely do the same if I heard similar. Just bear with me (50). I can’t tell you how it happened. I’m completely clueless, how it is possible at all. Just pay attention (70), because maybe you will be able to help me to solve this mystery? If you’re lucky enough, maybe you will be able to obtain somehow this power for yourself. Who knows! Anyway, here’s what happened to me until now."

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