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... to a solitude that felt somewhat lonely.
Yang Ge shut himself inside the house, sitting silently by the hearth all night long.
This night was especially short.
It was as if he thought about a great many things, yet also as if he thought about nothing at all.
The next morning, inches of the morning sun slanted into the wooden house from the terrace, dispelling the darkness.
Like suddenly waking up, he got up, fetched a bucket, and drew a bucket of crisp la ...
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