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... by green mountains on all sides, streams wound through the alleys.
At the corner guesthouse, two large red lanterns hung at the entrance. On the right, one read "Twenty-eight Nights Before It’s Late," and on the left, "See Thrice-Thirty-Three with the Morning’s Crow," and dangling on the edge of the door frame was a small, delicate wind chime that occasionally emitted a clear sound as it was brushed by the gentle breeze.
He Fang reclined under the eaves next to it, half-lying on ...
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