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朋友给我寄了点生日礼物,我在床上就都拆开了,开开心心拍了照和人汇报说收到了,回头就去搓了个澡,东西摊在床上没收,但我记得朋友给我写的明信片我是字朝下放的。洗完出来发现变成字朝上,刚刚进过我房间的是我妈,我爸才懒得翻我东西,坐在客厅抽烟。已经根本没有生气或者失望的想法,只是数着还有几天能回家,家对我而言只有外地的小居室,远离我原生家庭的那间堆满杂物的房子。

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A picture lives by companionship, expanding and quickening in the eyes of the sensitive observer. It dies by the same token. It is therefore risky to send it out into the world. How often it must be impaired by the eyes of the unfeeling and the cruelty of the impotent.
——Mark Rothko
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