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... cold and crisp.
The Daoist slung a cloth satchel over his shoulder, pulled it open, and said to the cat on the table, “Lady Calico, please come in. Let’s stroll around this little city, perhaps we might run into some old acquaintances.”
“What about the swallow?”
“The swallow has gone into the mountains to pay a visit to the mountain god for me.”
“Pay a visit to the mountain god!”
“We’ve come from far away. Before calling on someone here, it’s only proper t ...
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