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... with a good reputation. My mother was a gentle house-keeping woman.
As a solitary woman, her days before her age can be called a perfect one: a good family, a parent, a family and a beggar.
At the age of ten, my father made a mistake and killed a patient.
The patient's identity did not seem to be simple. On the second day, a group of people with weapons were coming to marry their hospital and interrupted his father's limbs.
My father couldn’t stand up and let go, and ...
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