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... is still quite a sight.
Allen Zhang sat on the lawn by the street, feeling the breeze on his face, the temperature was neither irritable nor hot, but he kind of felt like dying.
He held a bottle of Dr. Pepper cherry-flavored soda, picked up for free from the relief station. He remembered this stuff wasn't cheap back home in his previous life. The taste was indeed hard to compliment; no wonder it was distributed to the homeless.
Streets of Los Angeles were bustling with pe ...
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