"Who's that person?" I leaned into Ah Ling's arms and looked out the window, his heartbeat was steady and tough. Ah Ling removed his shoulders, sat up straight, took out a box of cigarettes and a lighter from the drawer on the coffee table, lit it and smoked it, exhaled a cloud of smoke and said, "Friend." He ended the topic with his simple answer. &ldquo...

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