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... om a small alley, with a bone in its mouth, and ran into a bush; it then rolled up and ate the bone.
The grindstone alley began to bustle with noise and excitement, the street vendors had already pushed their carts to the great streets and small alleys, and the sound of wheels rolling created a rhythmic sound “kuang kuang ta ta” like the bellowing of the wind.
Everyone was heavily shouting in order to guarantee their survival.
This was their way of life; peaceful an ...
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