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... en propped up the rooftop terrace, shook off the rainwater, and lit a cigarette.
There were still some drizzles in the air, but the moon was visible in the sky. Now that the moon had emerged, it likely wouldn't rain anymore tonight.
He exhaled a stream of smoke slowly; the mist was disrupted by the raindrops, creating a blur of white.
The wind had stopped too.
The trees on the mountain appeared disheveled from the wind, some even snapped in half at the trunk. Thei ...
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