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The tram speeds through the tunnel.
There was a whistling wind in my ears.
In the slightly crowded compartment of the Hanzomon Line train, the bodies of the passengers holding on to the handrails swayed slightly. A teenager of high school age was staring at his mobile phone like other "head-down people" around him, occasionally Raising his head to look around, his gaze inadvertently swept across the window glass facing him.
In the dark tunnel, the bright ligh ...
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