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... s, an aged woman with white hair was calling out to sell her wares in the flower corridor. Fresh jasmine filled a wooden basin of water, clusters of it as white as snow, and their intense fragrance was overwhelming.
Water seeped from the wooden barrel, mixing with sweat as it dripped onto the floor of the gallery, where the shopkeeper selling gold beads frowned and loudly shooed her away. Forced to leave, the old woman trudged a few steps with her head down. Qinghe Street was home to hon ...
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