The story of my childhood occurred when My mom took me to travel to a temple near the House. I see a lot of toys on the long road which the Ferris wheel, carousel, I see that I actually really feel up. My mom let me play nayati Osama crook thought up the Ferris wheel, had already felt it very high, then rotate it until the anniversary. I walked down from the swing example, Sami to have it and I vomit and felt that it did not play a Ferris wheel.
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