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The chang'an's street

" I stand on the chang'an's street with tattered clothes and tattered hands". I follow deep the fireflies, running barefoot among the sea of faces, "I get out in the pitch of darkness". Oh! My beloved now I can "only drink the northwest winds". ~Byeol ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- North west wind: is a Chinese idiom for extreme poverty

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Date: 2/26/2025 8:00:00 AM
I’m instantly a fan. This brings to mind the history of the bachelors in Vancouver.
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Date: 2/26/2025 8:11:00 AM
Thanks, it a good thing that you liked it.

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