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did cau莲瓣兰红蝴蝶se me some concern was that after finishing the last 莲瓣兰红蝴蝶story of the “Typhoon” volume it seem莲瓣兰红蝴蝶ed somehow that there was nothing more in the world to write about.

This so strangely negative but disturbing mood lasted some little time; and then,ible. What, however, wh, as with many of my longer stories, the first hint for “Nostromo” came to me in the shape of a vagrant anecdote completely destitute of valuable details.

As a matter of fact in 1875 or ‘6,