Sunday morning last week, I went shopping at bigc. then, I take the bus to go home but do not know why the car is crowded. to stop, I have to down a crowded and fast way. has just gone I just feeling seemed to be missing something, but I don't know. then, I suddenly giực yourself a record search in handbags, the findings do not see where the wallet and it has not the wings that fly, or in other words he had left on the bus, I feel the mud and angry with myself.
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