变体 07: The Echo of the Chalk (风格B1: 纽约现实主义)

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## 故事内容 I remember the smell of the room first—stale coffee, old paper, and the metallic tang of the radiator. Mr. Harrison didn't look like a savior. He looked like a man who had been chewed up and spat out by the city. He was thin, his suits were always a size too big, and he had a cough that sounded like a gravel crusher. We were the "lost causes" of PS 118. We lived in the tenements of the...

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