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This five-dollar bill printed with the image of a large steel mill was hers. She kept it specifically in a box, separate from the scattered few cents and dimes she usually carried around on her person.,If she hadn't trusted those hangers-on who lived together but only fawned over her, she wouldn't have left her box unlocked.,All the parties involved are gone, Li Yan glanced at the other spectators, the young intellectuals and villagers: "Everyone, disperse."。