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... e.” Tao Xiaman hung up the phone and kept strolling.
Strolling in this city.
As a shutterbug on a rare holiday, how could she not move her camera?
Photos could keep memories that time couldn’t. Her photography hobby was a good way for her to remove her bad and irritable mood at the moment.
She sat on the bus, feeling that those buildings and passers-byes caught-on-camera were no longer the same as those in her memories.
When the tour bus called out the stop, Tao Xia ...
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