ofc you can know about me
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Ongoing8m
Last published Thu, Aug 15, 2024
Every time I see a plane flying over my house or hear the sounds from my room, I run outside to catch a glimpse and shout "Hi, I'm a future pilot!" πββοΈπ.
I wonder if they can see me waving my hand and shouting like a crazy person π€ͺor if they are shouting like me saying " i know " or waving there hands thought the window
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