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My daughter and I were at the same table.
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When you are only eighteen years old, but you feel useless, and are hesitating to die like this; when you realize that becoming an astronaut or a scientist after you grow up is just a bubble, and you no longer believe that you will have a bright future; when you are standing at the service counter of an Internet cafe, clutching the only fifty dollars left in your hand, there is a voice that tells you, "One day at a time is one day at a time, and you have a lousy life anyway". ...... Then,...