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I dragged my luggage along the streets of the city like a headless fly, from dawn to dusk, my feet numb, and finally stopped in front of a bar where I had been before with Wen Guanghui. I stopped at the door and looked in, but the security guard smiled and motioned me in, and I just shook my head.

Memory is the most useless thing, but it is also the easiest to drown in the past