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... urs quickly passed by while I was taking out and picking up the trash.
Wang Jian bid farewell to the old man and then ran back to his small two-bedroom apartment as fast as he could.
The apartment was as chaotic as ever, littered with trash.
From El's room, a whiff of the stench of leaves would occasionally waft out.
Wang Jian shook his head helplessly.
In New York, you really couldn't ask for much with an apartment that only costs $500 a month.
He ...
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