for the empty blood bottle in the refrigerator, the thick pig blood in the thermos, and vomited out of the stomach. The blood, the
impetuous city, the crowded subway, the pale fluorescent lamps,
the sword drawn from the spine of the hurricane of resentment, the roar of the mosquito's wings, the
filthy reddish-brown color and the disgusting fishy smell permeate the whole film of
purity and loneliness, Self-blame, hypocrisy, everything, all flowing violently under the cover of the black night
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