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Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第268/1399页)
mitritooerspiringprofusely,hisclothesstigtohisbodywhilehehurriedafterMaureewoofthemmeandereddowreet,zigzaggingthiswayandthatasthelittledogtriedtocatchthestofhisquarryintheman-madeforest.Hewaslostinthemazeoffusisalroundhim.However,whenthecrowdsthinnedandtrafficsloweddown,Maureeivesenseofsmellwasagaininfullswing.HisspiritsliftedandheseemedtohavefottenhisfatigueasheledDimitrifullsteamahead.AlthoughDimitri’ssenseofdirewasbythenquitefused,hefeltthattheenviroaroundhimwasbeingmoreandmorefamiliar.Maureeobeleadinghimtowardsthealleywhereheusedtohaveadipidatedshackwhichwastertorndown.Ifthatwasthecase,hehadleftamattressagainstthewallthatsomeonehaddiscarded.Hehopedithadakenawaysohecouldhaveapcetoresthish
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