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�����ڽֱ���ֽ �������ֵ��� ���ӳ����·�ߵ����� ��Щ���ŵ��˱����һЩӰ�� ȥ����ʧ������ �ڽֱߣ���ǽ�ţ����������������Ժ���� ��ʧ������ʹ���Ǹо�����һ������Ĵ��� ����һ���ڳ��� �����һ������������ Winter Solstice someone burns paper money in the street it��s the day of the winter solstice flames light up the trees that line the road we, the living, turn ourselves in shadows so as to get closer to the departed dead in streets, at the foot of walls, in the courtyard of houses where our dear ones once lived loss and remorse bring home to us the existence of another world as dark as the earth as agile and warm as flames
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������֧�̣��ҽ�ȥ��һ������ ���ڳ���ϴ��������ij��� Ȼ�������ƹ������ķ����� ������½����������������Լ���˷� һЩ�����Ĺ⣬�����ǵ�����һ�� Ͷ�䵽���Ĵ����ϣ�֮�� Խ��Խ�� һ������ճ�û�ڻ�������ľƱ��� �������Ǵ�һ֧�̵������������ Scenario when I��ve finished this cigarette, I will make my way to the banquet travelling across the city in a taxi late in the afternoon then I��ll come to a brightly lit dining table one by one good friends will arrive, each one of them feeling just a little keyed up vivid lights will shine briefly in their faces and reflect in the spotlessly white tableware, thereafter increasingly dirtied as a day��s sunset sinks in lip-smeared wine glasses this scenario is something I read in the smokey haze of a cigarette