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Parks, alleys, low and worn-out barber shops, I believe everyone has such memories. Looking through the three-post spinners' haircuts, I looked at the young figure in the room. I was thinking that perhaps each of them had a story behind them. I climbed the park that day, standing on the top of the hill and looking at the radiant world. Suddenly I thought that if there were two youngsters who would face the valley to speak out their dreams. |
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