Interview with RegisI finally located Regis leaning against a wall in Hall Cafe. The boy had his arms folded; but walked to where I stood as I beckoned him over. Taking a seat I ordered coffee, while he sat the opposite of me staring at nothing in particular; he reminds me of a lifeless corpse, since his eyes were emotionless. When I ask if I might trouble him with a few questions he gave no objection, so I decided to start the interview. "Now Regis, how old are you?"Eyes focusing on me, he crosses his arms over his chest."I'm 16 years old." "You're quite young." I commentedHe cocked an eyebrow"Your point?" "Oh, nev
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