Golpo Stories

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I was a tenth grade student then. January is the month of 12. The last part of winter Classes have not started in school yet. The annual sports practice is going on after being one or two periods in school. Those who play well in the game are very interested in playing with them. The rest of the people sit and watch the game. But is there anyone like me whose mind is searching for something else? That's just seeing the eyes of all the ladies hawing towards my mother

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