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"Song, Song Keren!" He stuck out his tongue and I didn't let him in. I put my hand on the door frame. There was no one in the corridor. The silence made his voice seem especially loud.

"Song Keren!" He called to me again, and the alcohol stank on my face, and I frowned, not with much patience.

"What's the matter?" I asked coldly. He looked at me, his young face full of indignation and anger