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I have never forgotten that number, and always it comes to memory attended by gibbering obscenity, peals of joyless laughter, the clang of iron doors.

我一直没有忘记那个号码，它总会出现在记忆中，伴随它的有混乱的肮脏事情，有欢声笑语，也有铁门的叮当声。