Dear Sal, sweet Laura. I've come, I've gone, but wait, ah, yes," and he stared with rocky sorrow into his hands. "Can't talk no more.

亲爱的萨尔，温柔的劳拉，我已经来了，我马上要走“,可等等，嗯，是的“，他盯着自己的手，脸上露出不安的神情。

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