The Setting Sun is Like Blood
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At Chaotianmen Wharf in Chongqing, the square that symbolizes the shape of a sailing ship's bow is empty and quiet, with tourists in twos and threes strolling around carelessly. It was around four o'clock in the afternoon. In Chongqing in September, the summer heat has not completely subsided. It is usually around seven o'clock in the evening when the number of tourists in the square gradually increases. A young woman randomly chose a seat for three people and sat down, facing the sculpture in the square that she could not explain the meaning of. She stared blankly, looking through other people's eyes, not knowing whether she was looking at the sculpture or the sculpture was looking at her. Later, someone really hoped that the sculpture was watching her, recording her every move, watching everything that happened around her.
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