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... nd the moldy air is moist.
A light hanging from the ceiling, the light is dim.
There are no wallpapers on the walls, no floors on the ground, a layer of cement, and a wooden frame bed with bottles and jars underneath the labels of various brands of beer. There are still one-fifth of the remaining bottles. Residual, mixed with musty.
On the bed, there was a man lying down, his body curled up, his trembling, his face pale, and a layer of sweat on his head, like the layer that ...
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