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Lu Ban noticed that the people on the street were dressed in old-fashioned suits and skirts, leather shoes, a style distinctly from the previous century's 20s and 30s, imparting a bizarre feeling.
There were hardly any cars to be seen on the street, nor bicycles, and pedestrians were walking solely on their feet.
The fog had dissipated at some point, and the afternoon sun cast its rays upon the city, adding a touch of languor. The jazz music echoing from the coffee shops along the street seemed to belong to the era when this genre was in vogue.
What drew the most attention, however, were the expressions on these peoples' faces.
They, regardless of gender, age, or youth, all had stiff smiles plastered across their faces.
The smiles were like those forced when waiting for a photographer to take a picture, which became twitched due to the long wait, creating an unsettling sensation.