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... he streets, soft as butter, the grass looks close but is distant when neared.
Amidst the drizzling rain falling from the sky, Wang Chen, holding an oil-paper umbrella, walked along the long street.
Unhurried and calm, neither too fast nor too slow.
Having been in Yongle Immortal City for half a month, he still hadn’t had his fill of the city’s unique landscapes.
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There was wind and rain in the Immortal City, sa ...
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