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... that morning.
He lowered his head, profoundly exhausted.
The last time he had awoken felt as distant as the primeval age.
As the weather turned from summer to winter, the old man’s passion gradually cooled.
On the subway to the Xierqi station, packed like sardines in a can, every static sound from the friction between the girls’ down jackets and coats sounded to him like the shattering of dreams.
From then on, he began to understand a principle.
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