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AM, paint two letters on the muiga cliff, whose site it is used to identify which is, like the African wild ass by drawing a site like urine.
And I strolled down the stairs, still battled ankle rubber shoes I've ever proud. Just to the left of black polished. Rubbing elbows, I have stood in the streets, everywhere was a mess, while garbage is everywhere, but I'm indifferent to ... ... By slamming the door of dumping of 45 degrees outwards, without even the dull echo, it's a bit disappointing.
Rubber soles for shoe soles make me itch, and picked it up off the floor half a cigarette, then points.Tar from his nose drips out and kick me out of the cans on the way, it crisp rolled a few drops in the distance. It grew late, heavy overcast. Wear cloth shoes with the backs turned in galoshes, who seems to have the same as I whispered, suddenly a hot feeling in cheek, I'm not going to ignore it.
Along the familiar road, nothing came of his life. I could see that he is VI, this guy is the guy I know, originally used to eat together, picking up moldy sausage. I saw him on the ground for a touching, bend your waist and revealed the neck behind the half black, half white, that is too funny, so I just went over.
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