"You have to write a letter to your Office, London. Tell your boss you're perfect eating that you still manage to travel is not finished and went back to next month. " When he heard the sentence. I feel as if the blood in the body, a sharp cold "next month in other ways, or" but I had to do. I compared your perfect agent contact and do business with you, this time with khao, so he. When your hair is to khao I want. I finally wrote them, but I know he read it before the khao, though, death ... here I may not be perfect, but I know your story. "Now I am a prisoner in the castle of a snap CU la.
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