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memmories

When i wss a bby of four yers,one evening ,i ws sitting in the verndha and watching my brothers and their friends''''''''''''''''''''''''''''one mn witalong shirt and a dothy came to see my dad when he saw me raised his hands

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Ibelong to very risto crtic fmily.Their is story in mlylm.

my friends

my friends are all aged like me