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... in today.
The enormous windmill towering in the center of the city slowly spun, reflecting its colorful lights.
The elderly man, who had once been the chairman, stood by his window, gazing at this scene, and sighed deeply.
"I was so focused on surviving..."
His voice carried the weight of years and memories.
As he closed his eyes, the past vividly resurfaced.
The steam tower, glowing red like molten iron, spitting out black smoke.
The stree ...
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