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Digging Up Bullets in Our Childhood Years

Memories of our youths, translated… We lived in the Songshan District, back when it wasn’t quite developed yet, at the edge of the city. One day, my younger brother returned home, pulled out a metal thing, covered with mud, slammed … Continue reading

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