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... was as bland as when leaving home to go to college or work every time. Bland as if it was not going well outside and you can come back at any time, as bland as all this is true.
"Isn't the luggage heavy? Would you like to take you to the station?" Mother looked at the suitcase, which was what she did last night, while she was desperately stuffing things inside.
"Not sinking, dragging away, not stumbling, it's okay," he said indifferently. "No need to send it, the customer will com ...
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