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All things in the world, multiplying vertically and horizontally, all converge here. All things are born from chaos, and all things end up in chaos. The shop at dusk is in chaos, but also in reality, true and false, false and false, seeming to be constantly changing its position, but also seeming to have never moved. But I'm here, waiting for you.
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