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... hese old proverbs, really?
That was what Qing found herself thinking.
If the village’s self-proclaimed intellectual Seol the Bastard had heard that, he’d probably scoff, “What an ignorant wench,” and laugh it off.
But the truth was, the only reason any proverb survives this long is because it was accurate. The ones that weren’t simply died off. The ones still around? They speak to something universal in the human condition. In Qing’s hometown, they called this the survivo ...
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