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August 27, 2013
It was dark when he got back to the apartment. He pushed open the familiar white gate, and it gave a defiant creak in response. A wave of sadness suddenly hit him, and he himself was surprised by the fact. The typhoon last week, in his case, could have been a blessing in disguise. He hadn't realized how lonely it had been living alone, and how warm it was to once again be around family, even just for a week. And here he was, back to reality. He took out his key, opened the door, and turned the lights on.