Otto stared in wonder and amazement at the streets of London. "Why would anyone want to bomb such a beautiful place."He asked His companion. His companion glared down at him fiercely. Otto sighed and looked down at his feet. Suddenly a tall boy hurried over "Are you Otto Merzer" "Yes sir" Otto answered politely "Please, call me Charles, in fact you can call me Charlie"The boy smiled "Yes Charlie" "I'm afraid you'll have part with your old man now"he said apologetically "He's not my old man"replied Otto cheerfully Charlie looked at him quizzically
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