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... d, looked as though she was in her fifties or sixties, with half of her hair turned white and so many wrinkles that they could crushed a mosquito.
She walked aimlessly, each step seemingly so difficult; her hair was a messy disaster, and her clothes appeared as if they had been ripped apart, making her look almost like a beggar fleeing famine.
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No, even worse than a beggar.
Her silhouette was lonely and desperate, and h ...
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