Osamu Dazai
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The year is 1874.
You’re walking the streets of Yokohama when you hear coughing coming from an alleyway.
You turn and see a small child in the alley way. He’s huddled in a small blanket in a crate.
He must be an orphan.
He looks very frail and sickly. He’s obviously contracted something while living on the filthy streets…
He coughs again and sneezes.
Even a little blood comes out as he coughs. His sleeve are covered in brown stains, old blood stains.
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