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The front door swung open from the outside, and Elena-Kate, with her brown hair tied in a ponytail, came in, her key dangling from her hand. Her younger brother, Harris-Kate, carried a paper bag behind her.,"Go pray to God for a miracle," Elena shrugged. There's no cheap sympathy among paupers.,After tidying up a little, he stepped out and stood in the sunshine, taking a slight look around.。