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deepest part of hell
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I still remember that day, the beautiful wisteria climbing all over the enclosed porch, little me wrapped in my silver fox fur, snuggled in my father's warm embrace, my brother practicing kung fu in the courtyard, the sunlight shining down on me, and the air seeming to be filled with the scent of happiness. At least, I still