| classification:metropolis |
| author:White Thirteen |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-29 17:37:15) |
A rusted spring top pokes through a discolored sponge and non-woven fabric.,He was so poor, his pockets were cleaner than his face. Some thoughts just popped out of his head automatically.,The car stopped at the roadside, and the muscular man who got out looked at Martin and said, "Martin Davis"。