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There's a kind of forever that's never goodbye
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There is a kind of nostalgia, called disturbance. The first time I saw her, about four years ago, heard the key on the door in clattering, some surprise, thought that in broad daylight to come to the bold stupid thief, violently opened the door, was about to reprimand, but saw the door outside the person, more than their own surprise, greatly opened his mouth, mumbled: Who are you, why do you live here? Because of her nervousness, a fine sweat oozed from her nose, fine...