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"Out of all the people on the camp..." I murmured. "Why are you offering me work?"

"Because you have a good physique, and the strength that we're looking for in a man to give a job," Lazarus explained, folding his arms.

I nodded, grateful to these men for this opportunity.

The dream of finally leaving this camp finally didn't feel like a dream anymore.

In months, after I had made some good money...

It would finally become a reality, and I couldn't be more excited for the future.

I only had God to thank.

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