Chicken Feather
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Ah Q has been feeling rather troubled lately. This trouble isn't because of anything else, but because of his stomach.
Ah Q has been feeling rather troubled lately. This trouble isn't because of anything else, but because of his stomach.
Sunlight was mercilessly blocked by heavy, lead-gray curtains, leaving only a few faint rays of light leaking through the gaps, like a lingering gasp of hope. The room was filled with the stale smell of coffee grounds and the lingering scent of anxiety.