很小很小的时候看的, 至今都记得, 当地首歌响起的时候, 草帽在空中缓缓落下, 哭的稀里哗啦, ma ma do you remember, the old straw hat you gave to me, i lost that hat long ago ... 可怜的孩子揣着穷困爸爸撞瓷得来的钱, 找到了妈妈, 然而...
[I'm having an old friend for dinner...] People kill. Some for things that their victims have done, some, however, for reasons arisen from themselves. Their cravings, their sexual desires, their anger or grief. The second kind, are almost always the trickier.
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