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Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第283/1399页)
yafternoonatduskwhenalltheshopscloseddownitracticetimeforthepianistwholivedonthesedfloorapartmentwhichhadaseparatestairexttothestore.Dimitriwouldsitonthegroundoutsideandlistentoafreecertofhighqualitymusic.Soonnotesfromthepianofloateddownfromthewindowsoftheapartment.Dimitritookoutacigaretteandlighteditwhileheehesmoothandflowingmusic.Heseemedtoseewavesierreflectthebrightandluminousmoonlight.Ashelisterandented,he thoughtofhislifeintheKingdomofDreams.Hehadhiberherefortoolong.Nowthathehadreturhemundaneworldhefoundthatmuchhadgedduringhisabsenstrumentsfamiliartohimsuchastaperecorders,recordpyersandtypewritershadlongbeenobsoleteandrepcedbydigitalmaessuchastheputer.Hefeltasifhewasfromanothertury
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