The Iron Age by W2 (11/12)# Translation - 译林
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The bald guy in Room 402 used to have a green-haired manager. I was familar
with her. She was a cigarrette peddler before she became a manager. Before
that she sold pickles in the school cantina. She took our money with her
gloved hands and handle the food after she took off the gloves. They were good
looking, were her hands; her face looked pretty, too. But her body form was
definately her best feature. In the summer while I was walking on the river
bank, I met her there getting a tan. She took
with her. She was a cigarrette peddler before she became a manager. Before
that she sold pickles in the school cantina. She took our money with her
gloved hands and handle the food after she took off the gloves. They were good
looking, were her hands; her face looked pretty, too. But her body form was
definately her best feature. In the summer while I was walking on the river
bank, I met her there getting a tan. She took