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The Dong Tong town was much livelier and larger when compared to the village, its streets were smooth and wide enough for their carriages to pass with ease, and with shops that were boarding up both sides of the streets the bustle of the town was hard to ignore. Because the Lin family set off early in the morning to avoid getting heat stroke while riding in the carriage, the sun was still on its way to rising from the horizon, and its brilliant amber hue illuminated the tiled roof and walls of the houses in the town. The houses were built at a small distance from one another unlike the village where huts seemed to have popped out like untended mushrooms there was also a big five-storey building crafted from nothing but chic wood and a huge board was boarded up on the very first floor of the building from the looks of it, it was a building solely dedicated for the art and poetry lovers.