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“We also got a new ball!” Artem said, holding up the basketball. Trigg bounced to his feet. “Do you play?” he asked. The boy grinned. “We don’t know how to play basketball, so we just kind of play tag with it and occasionally try to hit the basket for fun.” “That sounds great,” Trigg grinned. “Teach me how to play?” The kids screamed in joy, all of them rushing in different directions. Artem had the ball, and a bunch of kids tried to take it from him as he ran along, bouncing it. He threw it to Trigg, who tried to get away only to find himself covered in small children while the ball rolled across the court. “I suck at this game,” he moaned, shaking his head. Artem laughed and took the ball, trying for a basket. When it went through the hoop, Artem shrieked in joy. “I made it!” he cr
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