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... floor. The chaotic shadows are intertwined, like a picture. A warm painting of golden orange tones. The breeze from the far side of the ground line enters the small town after the massacre, flowing in the complex alleys of the Jiugong, and adding various smells to the environment flowing through. Weed dust, **** stench, smoke and fire. Medicine.

The noise of the cockroaches was uploaded from the eaves of the head and the wires that crossed the sky. The crows that were black and feathered ...

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