Stories
Stories
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Jiang Man believed he was but an insignificant speck of dust in this world of suffering, hidden among the crowds, expected by no one, cared for by no one. But he forgot: though dust on the ground is tiny and ordinary, once it falls into someone’s eye, it becomes an eyesore, a thorn in the flesh, a filthy thing one longs to remove. Six…- 3.8 K • Feb 8, '26
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