My love died on the last day of summer. All the red wine at home was poured into the bathtub, and hot water was added until the liquid in the bath turned light pink. He was lying on the bottom of the pool, as if he was born this way. The water in the pool was calm and the aroma of wine filled the bathroom.
In the first person, avoid fear and do not study the world view in detail.
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Chapter 10 of the main text has been completed and will be updated daily.
Intention: How to survive in God's playground