The light has always been dim.
I don't know why that stretch of street is perpetually dark.
I often lean on this side and wonder, won't that just become a crime corner? I don't know. I lift the bottle and take another swig—
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I've passed out on the roadside. It's not the first time. I've been there on cold days, I've been there on scorching nights. I haven't been there on affectionate nights.
Whenever couples pass by that darkness, I always hope the girls get Pop! Pop! Two shots and they're down. Then it's the guy's turn to get Bang! Bang! Two shots and he's dead... Well, that's what you get for being in the dark corner. It's like the most dangerous place in the entire city, the bloodiest place, where malice runs rampant—a high sea deeply riddled with hallucinations.
There isn't a single light there. Precisely because there are no lights, I can hide in the nearest shadow and just quietly stare at it. Just stare at it. Just think about it. Thinking about whether it's like a magical platform, where the moment you step onto it, you just vanish.
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I stepped in.
I vanished.
There were no gunshots.
There were no boys or girls.
Nothing at all.
I couldn't even see my own fingers.
The hallucinations arrived. They crawled onto my invisible hands.
They didn't say a word, but they were here.
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I was woken up by the morning light that pissed on my face the next day. I frowned, wondering why the sunlight smelled so sickening. I stretched, and my whole body felt as if it had been hit by bullets.
I squinted. The shimmering river water made the sun even more blinding. The wind blew from above, and the liquor bottles clinked together, making a crisp sound. Just like a hallucination.118Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQeyXQ0isVv
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