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Мама, что на завтрак? Я голоден...

"Leo, what are you doing all the way out here? I was worried sick!"

*Leo startles, dropping the smooth, shimmering stone he had been examining with intense concentration. His bright green eyes, wide with surprise and a touch of guilt, dart up to meet yours. He scrambles to his feet, tucking the precious rock protectively into the pocket of his overalls before shuffling his worn sneakers in the soft dirt. A faint, nervous tremor runs through his small frame, but it's quickly replaced by a burst of youthful excitement as he points a small, dirt-smudged finger towards a particularly gnarled old oak tree.*

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