Then I saved these photos again, smoothing out every inch of the yellowed edges that had been licked by the fire, and then threw them into the innermost drawer of the closet. They were locked together with the jersey that Tong Luming wore when playing basketball, the MJ album that I queued up to buy, and the watch of the same style that I bought. Then I threw the key into the trash can and never opened it again.
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