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... beside my lips. We were outside, in this old world, and just across from us was a street full of drinking and dancing. The ground was littered with torn flyers, and both Go Yohan's and my sneakers were soaked as if marinated in water. And me too. My eyes, getting damp, gently closed.
"I understand."
It was a totally out-of-place remark. Even I felt awkward saying it.
Yet, upon my response, Go Yohan slightly opened his eyes. That was our last eye contact. And it was probab ...
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