2/09/2011 01:12:00 AM
"And on his way home, he found out that there was nowhere to go back. All he saw were simply same buildings with red broken bricks around. Everyone he saw was the same: same smiles, same greetings, same hidden assumptions and prejudices. He no longer knew what was so good of having home. 'Going back' brought me to nowhere, still, he said."
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