via Yu Hua | Translated by way of Allan H. Barr
The fog was thick once I left my bedsit and ventured out alone into the barren and murky metropolis. i was heading for what used to be known as a crematorium and at the present time is called a funeral parlor. I had received a note instructing me to reach by way of 9 a.m., as a result of my cremation turned into scheduled for 9:30.
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