Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第66/1399页)

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    Relyingonhiswhitee,Dimitrimadehiswayalohedarkstreet.Thenightbreezeblowilyagainsthischeeksclearedhisheadandtheeffectsofthealcoholhehadtakenrgelyreceded.Hewalkedoly.Fromforceofhabithisfeetbroughthimtotheareaoftheseniorcitizenapartmentheusedtolivein.Hehadn’tbeenbaorethanhalfayear,ahoughtthatlittlestudioapartmentwhichhadkepthimsafefromtheelementsmusthavebeeosomeoneelse.Theycouldnothavekeptitemptyforhimallthistime.“WhereIsleeptonight?”hewondered.Hetrudgedonaimlesslyaroundandfoundhimselfhealleywhereheusedtohaveadipidatedshadrememberedtherewasadesertedwarehouseoit.“HoweIhavewanderedbayoldhangoutstonight?”hewondered.“IfIhadstayedonatCharina’spight,thatwouldhavebee.Iwouldbelyingfortablyonasof