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"Ma'am, that is my pastry," Shen Tang said patiently.,A woman's shackles were small, weighing about thirty-five jin. A man's shackles were much larger, weighing at least fifty jin.,Under the scorching sun, they marched. Several prisoners fainted along the way. Only when the sky was painted with the hues of sunset were they allowed to rest for the night.。