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I still don't know anything about Chinese.
Shannon 2022-04-19 09:02:12
You must resist the urge to not speak, and turn into a soft orange, which is distributed to the air that breathes me, watching them wrinkle a few eyebrows∠ or kick their legs happily, hate eating and sleeping, in fact Love the rain but keep saying hate it, seriously hate wearing glasses to see glowing things, or oh we're swooping down the slope right now, at the exit of an elevated road, passed out, and the ghosts ran out and walked up the bridge, ah , finally without worrying to go to the most light-obsessed place, I walk without knowing anything, without eating and dodging, the instinct can float on the roof of the car, drag him to hunt for the next intersection, and this repeats for some time , the color of the orange peel light street lamp brightened sweetly, so we considered leaving and went to the dark and sensitive dark street. When you floated, you felt that you were part of the gods, and the angry gods slipped through a few lively and wealthy streets. , laughed a few times before thinking about going back to look at the body, he actually paced away, the body was lying there, the closer he got closer, it disappeared immediately, we woke up, got up and felt hungry. Saliva, he forgot what he was studying in the last second, what will he study after disappearing?
Extended Reading
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Prostitute: Wool? This ain't no wool! I could stick my toes through it.
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Prostitute: What line of work are you in?
Zampanò: I'm a traveling artist. This is my sidekick. I taught her everything. When I took her on, she couldn't even quack.