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... urtain fell like an arrow.
Under the high tower, more and more people holding umbrellas gathered.
During the heavy rain, even people's facial features were blurred. All that remains is the face distorted into homogenization. Anger, jealousy, disgust... It seems that human beings only have this negative emotion to communicate with.
"—Quickly pull down that woman from the tower!" The crowd kept shouting, most of them were shrill voices of women.
"—I live a dir ...
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