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Post by oskar345 on Mar 29, 2016 11:51:23 GMT 1
This life of Dreams
I have been in bed today, yesterday after taking up waking I was so enthusiastic that I overdid it took pictures planned The fell I was going to walk tomorrow had heard I could see Wild boars there. I got overtired and sat on a stone under A tree since it began raining. I looked like a scarecrow A farmer picked me up and planted me in his field, and I hung There to someone heard my cry for help.
The farmer apologised the Portuguese are polite people When not driving cars on narrow road then they become Murderous bullies and shout expletives at people who try To cross the road with the slowness of an aged person, and To think the Portuguese young care about their old parents.
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