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[Anyone in the lobby will see a teenage boy, sort of just - running back and forth across the floor. He's built a tiny obstacle course for himself. Nothing extreme, but he's hopping over little things, climbing up and down a short stepladder.

He's wearing pants and shoes, but one of his legs seems a little bulkier than the other.

Eventually, he will pant through the journal, sounding thrilled:]

I am never taking two legs for granted again.