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She said: "Some men are suitable for being friends and confidants, some men are suitable for being lovers, and some men are only suitable for crazy stalking. She sat in the corner of the bar, the cigarette between her fingers gradually burning, high and untouchable, lonely and sad. In the crisscross of love and pain she struggled in the swamp. Like smoke like love in a snap of the fingers to ashes, but the pain is sucked into the lungs, can not be erased.