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... d straight cement roads criss-cross the town.

The small town spreads from the col to the deep. It is said that the small town is not suitable enough, and the scale of the town that can accommodate more than 10,000 people will not be small.

Its level of luxury exceeded Xia Zuo's expectations.

Along the way, he searched for photos of ethnic minority settlements in Bagui Province, dusty loess, roofs covered with black and brown tiles, old farmers with rolled trousers leading ca ...

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