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Đăng tải lần cuối CN, thg 9 29, 2024
Turning into the lane where I lived I looked up and made eye contact with a boy that I have never seen in my community before, he was on a bicycle coming out of the house that was Infront of mine.
He was cute and I mean VERY CUTE but he looked like he was a serious type of person.
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