i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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POSTED ON Oct 2, 2018 22:42:48 GMT
With a swift motion of his slender fingers, Xinyi lit his cigarette with a matchstick, snuffed it out by shaking it vigorously before putting it back into the matchbox. He liked to keep his expectations low when visiting new places; if he did that, it was much easier to be pleasantly surprised when a new experience you thought was going to be absolutely detestable turned out to be not so bad. In that respect, this impromptu trip to Mauville had already deviated from the norm. After all, Scott had promised to bring him to the city's best eatery, and if his words were to be believed, it was as inexpensive as it was tasty. In fairness, Xinyi had sampled some of the food at Mauville's many shopping malls and they were delicious; the only downside was the extortionate prices they were charging for the tiniest of portions. "Still, we live in some pretty rough times," he commented after a puff. "Must be pretty hard to live in smaller towns where there's no gym," he said, remembering what Scott had told him earlier. He had a responsibility not only to run the gym in Mauville, but to protect the people of Mauville as well.
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death is dreaming in silent; dreaming for an eternity
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