你跟我讲这是超展开？！第二百零三章 莫名其妙
i offer you lean streets， desperate sunsets， the oon of the jagd suburbs</p>
我给你贫穷的街道、绝望的日落、破败郊区的月亮。</p>
i offer you the bitterness of a an who has looked long and long at the lonely oon</p>
我给你一个久久地望着孤月的人的悲哀。</p>
i offer you y ancestors， y dead n， the ghosts that livg n have honoured arble: y father’s father killed the frontier of buenos aires， o bullets through his ngs， bearded and dead， wrapped by his ldiers the hide of a w;</p>
y other’s grandfather -jt entyfour- headg a char of three hundred n peru， now ghosts on vanished horsesi offer you whatever sight y books ay hold whatever anless or huour y life</p>
我给你我已死去的先辈，人们用大理石纪念他们的幽灵：在布宜偌斯艾利斯边境阵亡的我父亲的父亲，两颗子弹穿了他的胸膛。蓄着胡子的他死去了，士兵们用牛皮裹起他的尸体；我母亲的祖父——时年二十四岁——在秘鲁率领三百名士兵冲锋，如今都成了消失的马背上的幽灵。</p>
我给你我写的书中所能包含的一切悟力、我生活中所能有的男子气概或幽默。</p>
i offer you the loyalty of a an who has never been loyal</p>
我给你一个从未有过信仰人的忠诚。</p>
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