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... ng banks of the Anling River, carrying the faint scent of grass and water vapor, until it reached the old city in the eastern part of town. It brushed through the dense foliage within the old city, playfully tousled the fur of a small cat under the eaves, and finally surged through the window, filling the modestly sized room.
At eight o'clock, Lin Chuan habitually rolled out of bed and then opened the metal door.
The Little Landlady was right outside.
This was the biologi ...
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