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Quote #13

"Now we fish together again."

"No. I am not lucky. I am not lucky anymore."

"The hell with luck," the boy said. "I’ll bring the luck with me." (5.35-5.37)

While at the beginning of the story, the old man and the boy allowed luck to separate them, the boy no longer cares about it.

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