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... the trees appeared in a withered gray color, the branches looked denser than the most fashionable comb in Bergley's fashion store, and the rough marks and scars became denser and denser along the increasingly thick branches until they reached the trunk, which had already formed a continuous mass.
Under the trees, the ladies in woolen skirts and fur shawls held their handbags, wrinkling their carefully drawn eyebrows as they stepped on the soil scattered beside the flower beds. They exhal ...
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