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After losing my job, I found a room in the middle of a city village, room number 302. The landlord was an old woman with melasma all over her face, and she was extremely unloved. I asked her who used to live in 302. The landlady said: a model. A model? With a dick! A ray of light came into my gloomy heart. I exchanged my deposit and rent for the key to 302 from the old woman. The hallway was clean. 302 was across from 305. I opened the door to 302 with a gift in my hand, and...