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Uhhh damn the scorching wind, it burned the corner of my mouth, it was already on fire. On the deserted road the lights are turned off, the light is on in the panorama of windows. There is a lot of fuss at the traffic lights; the kids are punished by dangerous ice. The police left a green vest and a cap in the car, I thought they were there, but it’s fake. A man got out of the car with thunder, and somewhere far away Aiman tried to catch up with me, but she didn’t catch up.
