In my books, people sit in front of their shikumen [stone gate] houses and talk.
在我的书里,人们坐在他们的石库门房子前聊天。
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From the western gate aforesaid the highway, as every Wintoncestrian knows, ascends a long and regular incline of the exact length of a measured mile, leaving the houses gradually behind.
They stepped toward the woman and, at once, she turned and hobbled off back the way they had come. Leading them past several houses, she turned in at a gate.