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... ity in the appearance of late autumn.
Light a cigarette, enjoy the smog blurred after food and clothing, can't help but look back at the city frequently, and when I really want to leave, I realize that I don't hate it so much, and even have some reluctance, at least it once recorded my life Youth and life, including love, I understand here: thinking about a person is called loneliness, and here I understand: if the love of two people is sublimated into marriage, it is called love, if only ...
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