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Hinged wooden tripod flashes, fire capturing flame, the fall, the blurred chaos of love and family and loss, a trouble-making box that, once opened, refuses to hide its promise, bodies be damned.
"Whenever there's trouble, we Chinese suffer."
By Cameron Hodge4.1
88 ratings
Hinged wooden tripod flashes, fire capturing flame, the fall, the blurred chaos of love and family and loss, a trouble-making box that, once opened, refuses to hide its promise, bodies be damned.
"Whenever there's trouble, we Chinese suffer."