And shame it happens. When I see a woman who looks like a friend of mine and her car, the same version of the same color of my friends, I'm going to stop beside her motorbike at all, then invoke the name of my friend, "beer." The woman in front of me and turned to look at it, but I was embarrassed, until the woman blush because it is not my friend.
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