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发帖数: 27 | 1 An old friend of mine is visiting Cambridge last night. A few others are
assembling in a small exotic restaurant. Atasca is a fine place for friends. A
small bar table is adjacent the dining room with a wall of racked china
dishes. Glasses of red mild Calcos do Tanha lubricate our conversation. The
soft light falls across our faces and our drinks. Outside the window, the
lightness of the flutters of a snow flake is falling, gentle from the sky to
the ground. It is pure uplifting, effervescent fu |
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