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碎碎念：

How like a beautiful statue of ice it was, melting in the sun.
I remember the newspapers dying like huge moths.
No one wanted them back. No one missed them.
读到这里突然打了个寒颤。
如今这世上还有多少人读报纸读纸质书呢。
简直跟1984一样引人深思。