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2015-08-29
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I remember that day was sunny with little breeze, a good day to walk with her. She wanted to share her precious school memory with me. So we walked on her way, the way she walked for thousand times. Then, we stopped at a chachanteng. 'Must be her favourite canteen in school days,' I thought. Unlike western restaurants, chachanteng is always a place with many noises - the voices of different people talking about their lives, happiness, sadness and the faith in the future. To be honest, it is real
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