Grave of fireflies english sub5/2/2023 1 Middle, khaki colored dress carrying white cloth wrappers, Ichiritsu Middle, knapsacks on their backs, Ken’ichi, Shinwa, Shoin, Yamate, and the crowds, feet passing continuously by his side, no need to take notice of him, but suddenly dropping their eyes at the strange smell they hastily jumped aside to avoid Seita -Seita had already lost the power to crawl to the toilet right before his eyes and nose. At night he gazed at the silhouettes of men huddled around their bonfires like pirates, puffed up with self-importance? abusing each other in loud voices, as if nothing had ever happened in the morning girls on their way to school though all wore the same pantaloons he picked out through the shape of the collars of their middy blouses Kobe No. He leaned stoop-shouldered against a bare concrete pillar-its mosaic tile now peeled off-inside the San’-nomiya station of the public intercity line shoreside exit, sitting on the floor, both legs stretched straight out he was burnt to a crisp by the sun, had not washed himself for nearly a month, but the color of Seita’s emaciated cheeks was yet pale, sunken.
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