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... they sat in a breakfast cafe in Chinatown. Those dumplings were authentic Landon flavor.
Perhaps it was the steam or tears, but her eyes became misty.
Memories kept popping into her mind.
Sometimes, she almost mistook the little guy in front of her for his father.
Some obsessions were carved deep like knife marks, perhaps unforgettable even in a lifetime.
After breakfast, she strolled down the streets hand in hand with the little one.
She bought Li ...
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